We met long ago when I was young and could barely climb you by myself. It's okay if you don't really remember me. I don't really know if you get a lot of visitors nowadays, but its been a while so I wouldn't blame you for forgetting. I just want to tell you that I remember. I remember going to the racetrack, and we had 'our spot' and you were there, every time. I remember the perfect spot to sit, high up in your branches watching cars zoom by below. I remember sitting in your shade, a picnic blanket spread over the grass. I do. I remember and I want that back. Do you?