I was very upset when I found the tree in that condition, damaged by the storm. But now it's alive again.

They love our Christmas tree. And they understand all the symbolism connected to Christmas. But they all also know they are Jewish, even though Daddy isn't.

Tie yourself into the tree, that's No. 1.

I recently turned fifty, which is young for a tree, midlife for an elephant, and ancient for a quarter miler, who's son now says, "Dad, I just can't run the quarter with you anymore unless I bring something to read."

That reminds me of the kind of politician who would chop down a tree, then stand on the stump and give a speech about conservation.

As the tree is bent, so it will grow.