The summer I was ten, I learned that the two massive oak trees that bracketed the driveway to my Aunt Sue’s house had grown from the green oak gateposts in front of the old plantation house. The house, originally a white, two-story clapboard Colonial structure, sat on the north side of Route 6 about three miles east of the town of Jasper, Florida, and had recently been demolished and rebuilt as a one-story, red-brick Ranch.
