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I'm not sure if my aunt or my sister (both had lived on the land at different times) had planted the tree, but it was at least 10 to 15 yrs old and had the sweetest plums that I had ever tasted. It would bear so many that sometimes the plums were so heavy it would cause the limbs to break. I moved on this the land in 1987. My sister had purchased it from my grandfather back in 1982. My grandfather gave my aunt her acre, next to my sister's, to build her house on. He wanted to help her out because she had three children and had struggled financially. He had one condition and that was to keep the land in the family name. She did so for awhile, but sometime after my grandfather's death, my aunt and her husband divorced and house and land were put in foreclosure. It went through three owners before I got the neighbors I have now.
The neighbors and I have for the most part agreed on most things. They mind their own business and I mind mine. They know that if they need me, I am a phone call away and they are always welcome in my storm shelter. They are from Illinois, I think, and from the moment they moved in they were not fond of the plum tree and that is how my little tree got started.
I had the 2 little sticks that I had pulled up and I put them in the ground and tenderly took care of them. One of the sticks was run over by the tractor and could not be saved. I did everything that I could do to make sure the other one survived. Finally after 8 years it started bearing fruit and it now has the sweetest plums. My patience and diligent care of my tree paid off. I know that 8 years is a long time to wait, but I guess good things in life are worth waiting for.