Not to diminish your heartache, and more meant for sharing, this broke my heart:
We had a tornado on our ranch in SW Mt. We had 500 twisted, broken trees on the ground.
We love Quaking aspens. Some, not all, were Quakies.
Mr FH brother-in-law (I refuse to claim him) was working as a tree faller in the woods and he had a new chainsaw.
When he showed up with his new saw, he had plenty to do to cut up any of the 500 blown down trees.
Instead, he went to where my favorite bunch of Quaking Aspens were...26 in their own little group. I used to watch them get leaves, develop and grow, as they grew in the calving pasture and I was helping daily to feed and check on the calving cows.
Year after year, I watched those trees thrive. If you can love a tree, I loved that little bunch.
This jerk takes his chain saw and cuts down EVERY LAST ONE OF THOSE 26 standing Quaking Aspen trees!!!!
As if we didn't already have a mess! There was NO REASON to cut down those trees. There were fine, they weren't
in the path where the tornado touched down. His wife, my sister-in-law, tried to tell him, "you shouldn't be doing this.
He wouldn't listen. The damage was done when we discovered the sawed off quaking aspens.
I haven't liked him since.