A tree falls in Amsterdam

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It’s been a lousy week already for nature’s icons. First the Tettegouche arch up on Lake Superior collapsed (See Five by Eight today). Now comes word that a chestnut tree in Amsterdam has fallen.


“Nearly every morning I go to the attic to blow the stuffy air out of my lungs,” she wrote on Feb. 23, 1944. “From my favorite spot on the floor I look up at the blue sky and the bare chestnut tree, on whose branches little raindrops shine, appearing like silver, and at the seagulls and other birds as they glide on the wind.”

Anne Frank wrote that. It was that chestnut tree.

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