So I walked a little farther and WAAALAAA I hit the motherload. I mean, look at this big sucker fallen down. It took out some other trees and everything.

Last fall one of the next door neighbors land owners was cutting wood next to the woods of my sisters. A tree branch (dead from a previous storm) that was just hanging there fell and hit the head of the man cutting wood. The man died. They call these branches 'widow makers'.

Trust me when I tell you this, the woods had PLENTY of these things just hanging up in the trees from past storms and trees falling. I mean, we kept our heads up just as much as we kept them down to see where we were going.

Trees kill people. Trees kill.