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Beautiful art tells a three-generational story of war and remembrance as a town prepares to tear down a beautiful tree planted to remember the veterans of World War I who did not return home, and was a sight of memorials for World War II and the Vietnam War as we tell through the memories of a young boy's great-grandfather, grandfather and father. My favorite line about the boy's desire to save the tree is, "...the tree's all full of birds and fruit bats and possums. Whole families, like ours." The boy learns in the end that memories are ever-living things as long as the stories are passed on. ( )

Members of three generations share their thoughts about the memorial tree in their town which is going to be cut down. Though the focus of the conversation is on the tree, the focus of the story itself is war, and its profound effect on the soldiers of every new generation. This is a very emotional read, and could be used for children who have family serving in the military, or fought in an earlier war. Review by hvachetta

Members of three generations share their thoughts about the memorial tree in their town which is going to be cut down. Though the focus of the conversation is on the tree, the focus of the story itself is war, and its profound effect on the soldiers of every new generation. This is a very emotional read, and could be used for children who have family serving in the military, or fought in an earlier war. ( )