Some storms pushed through Cullman this last visit. The only casualty was the little peach tree from the old home place. A small portion remains intact and we might get a peach from it. In any case, we have some pits so we may have some seed we can germinate.
'For we are mistaken when we look forward to death; the major portion of death has already passed. Whatever years be behind us are in death's hands.' Seneca