Hello, Diary!
I’m really sad today. My tree is gone. Some men came on Saturday with a truck that had this thing like a big claw mounted on it, and they cut off the branches up top and then parts of the trunk, one at a time, and loaded the parts on the truck with the claw and took them away someplace. I watched the whole thing. There’s nothing left now but a stump.
Now I don’t have anywhere to sit where I can see the world. I know how Jimmy must feel.