This isn't exactly a first tree story, but it is a Christmas tree story. It was the Christmas of 1967. I was 20 years old. My mother had just died that past summer and my old man had kicked the bucket back when I was 9. So I was pretty much on my own. I was going to the U of F up in Gainesville at the time. I was able to do that because my mom had a $3,000 life insurance policy and going to a state university was pretty cheap back in those days. So I was facing Christmas by myself in little dumpy little place off campus that four of us were renting.
I guess my buddy Ed's mom felt sorry for me because she told Ed to invite me to their place for Christmas. Ed's dad had died recently too but they were a lot better off than I was because Ed's dad had had a good job making about $20 grand a year which was good money back in those days and he had carried a substantial amount of life insurance.
Anyway, it was about a week before Christmas and Ed's mom sent us boys out to get a tree. People didn't get their trees as early back then. I still remember their car. It was a blue 62 Ford Galaxie with a 352 - 2 barrel engine. Back then that kind of stuff was important to me. He lived in Largo but we went up to Clearwater which was only a couple of miles up the road and started driving eastbound on Gulf to Bay blvd. which had several Christmas tree lots on it. All of a sudden, there laying right in the middle of the road in front of us was a It was still wrapped up in that nylon netting. Christmas tree!
So Ed stops the car, we jumped out, opened the trunk and threw it in. I don't know how it got there. It might have fell off the back of one of the tree delivery trucks, or somebody might have bought it and then not secured it well and it fell off or out of their vehicle, but it was ours now.
We brought it back to the house and upwrapped it and it was a really nice tree. About a seven footer. And Ed's mother loved it! She started complementing us on what a nice tree we had picked out and Ed and I were exchanging looks and trying not to laugh. Then she asked "where did you boys find such a nice tree!" and Ed said "Out on Gulf To Bay Boulevard." It wasn't really a lie. We did find it on Gulf to Bay Blvd, just not the way she thought. But then she asked how much it was and he did lie. he said "Seven Dollars" which was about the going rate back then, a buck a foot. And again she complemented him on what a nice tree he got for just seven dollars. He kept the seven bucks too. Ed was a cheap SOB.