As a kid, I fell two stories out of the magnolia tree beside my house after a spider crawled on my hand. Guy painting the house saw it and ran to my mom. Tree is still there, a little wobbly looking.

As a middle schooler, I was hanging out and climbing a tree in front of Mallonee. I fell, landed on a giant limb. Bruised my kidney. Walked to my mom’s office next door at School Board. Found out tree’s gone today while walking about …

Moral of the story? Don’t climb trees, Randy. And mom is always there for me…