I found another picture of the two Superbirds in their natural habitat.
This really puts me back in May of 1975: a pleasantly warm day, dogwoods in bloom, the smell of pine needles, and not a worry in the world.
Interestingly, years later - after the Superbirds and the house had been sold, and I had gotten married and moved to Miami - Mrs. Paco and I returned to near-by Raleigh to visit her parents, who were then still living there. We drove through the old neighborhood in Cary just to see what it looked like (I had not seen it in something like a decade) and what did I see parked in the driveway? An orange Superbird. To put it mildly, I was astonished.
I just google-map street-viewed my old house.
ReplyDeleteThe two trees my stepfather planted and I almost killed while mowing the lawn are huge. Definitely climbable. It was a taken a few years ago so they are probably even bigger. In order to see, I'd have to go to NY, so I won't be seeing them.
I forget what kind, I just know they're hardwoods. I think two different kinds. He planted them 47 or 48 years ago.
I hope the folks who live there appreciate it.
Old Paco was skilled at planting - and moving - trees. He moved a mature holly tree at my grandmother's house from one part of the yard to another, and it flourished. He also planted a row of pecan trees that are still there on the now-vacant property and must be 60 or 70 feet tall. He planted a maple at the house in Cary; it was so little I could get my hands around it when I was six years old. Now, I'm not sure I could get my arms around it.
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