One of my very favorite books is, "A Tree Grows in Brooklyn", by Betty Smith. I've read it many times in my lifetime and will probably read it again. I was talking to my daughter about it just yesterday and when I awoke at 4:30 AM today and turned on the television, voila!, the movie was on....another example of synchronicity. It's the story of an impoverished family struggling to survive in the early 1900's and the indomitability of the human spirit. A determined tree, surrounded by cement, becomes a symbol of hope. Even though the economy is bad right now, we're still better off than our ancestors, and a story such as this becomes a reminder to be thankful for what we have.
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