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by John Wall
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Tom
Greaser's Chevy Suburban bounces around like a carnival ride
as the big man drives the immense truck across his Beaver County
farm. As the vehicle lists a handful of degrees off-center on
rolling acreage that southwestern Pennsylvanians call farmland
but flatlanders might call a ski slope, Greaser keeps a huge
hand on the steering wheel while proudly using his free hand
to point out his crops. His land showcases no amber waves of
grain, no verdant fields of vegetables, not even prosaic plots
of corn. Greaser is raising landscape trees, lots of them--yellowoods
to yews, blue spruce to red maples, with a few redbuds and white
oaks thrown in. |
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