Alternate title: Bradford Pear trees suck.
Remember when Ike came through last September? I said "expect a Bradford Pear rant here.
Instead of ranting, I'll let the pictures do the talking. Remember, I live in West TN, far from any coastline.
Words cannot describe my vexation.
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After a storm a couple months ago, an intern came into my office at the church and said, "Mr. Simer, you might want to come check on your car."
A Bradford Pear tree in the median of our parking lot had split in two, falling on my car, the only car in the parking lot.
I was able to get in and inspect the car from the passenger's side, and there wasn't any broken glass, so I had my wife pick me up. The next day, someone from the church brought a chainsaw and cut up the tree to remove it from the car. There wasn't any functional damage, just lots of dents and scratches. It made me very glad to drive an old, worthless car.
Yeah, this Bradford guy has earned himself a kick in the nertz from yours truly. =)
The only word you need is "snap!"
I've got a big ass oak tree behind my place that I'm fairly certain is not done having branches broken off of it during storms.
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