Goodbye old friend. You were always there for me--and my Mom and her siblings--and my Grandparents and who knows who else. The very old apple tree on the family farm was toppled last weekend by high winds. It actually has been dying a slow death over the last several years. My son who maintains the yard has been wanting to take her down for awhile but I told him to wait and let nature run it's course. Although you really can't shed tears for a tree, it is hard to look at the remains of this wonderful old tree!