“And the toilet paper, the trunk, the branches and leaves, I’ll bring it all down with poisoned disease. Their mouths will hang open a minute or two, all the fans down in Auburn will all cry BOO-HOO! That’s a noise,” grinned “Al” from Dadeville, “That I simply must hear!” So he paused. And the Grinch called “Al” put a hand to his ear. And he did hear a sound rising over the Plains. It started in low. Then it started to grow… But the sound wasn’t sad! Why, this sound sounded merry! It couldn’t be so! But it WAS merry! VERY! He stared down at Auburn! “Al” popped his eyes! Then he shook! What he saw was a shocking surprise! Every Tiger down in Auburn, the tall and the small, were still celebrating without any trees at all! He HADN’T stopped the Auburn Spirit from coming! IT CAME! Somehow or other, it came just the same! And the Grinch called “Al” stood puzzling and puzzling: “How could it be so? It came without paper or shakers or trees, it came without all these things indeed. And he puzzled three hours, `till his puzzler was sore. Then “Al” the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before! “Maybe Auburn’s spirit” he thought, “means a bit more!” And what happened then…? Well…in Auburn they say that “Al” the Grinch’s small heart hopefully grew three sizes that day, after of course, they locked him away!”
Its pretty funny how accurate this is. I went to see the trees last night, it just felt like the right thing to do. The mood wasn’t nearly as somber as I thought it’d be. People were rolling the trees, I guess because who knows if we’ll be able to do it much longer. Some people brought the trees flowers and get well notes written on what else but toilet paper. A few students held up signs to the passing traffic that said “Honk if you love this tree!” and cars were honking away. It was cute and the mood was lighthearted. I guess because we, the Auburn Family, know that no matter what happens the Auburn spirit will live on in some form or another even if our beloved trees don’t make it. A dad was there with his little boy. The kid couldn’t have been older than 2 and a half or 3 and he didn’t really know what was going on but I think the dad made the right call. Pretty soon there’s going to be kids around who’ve never even seen the gorgeous 130 year old oaks at Toomer’s. That kid is one of the lucky ones. So am I. I’m glad I got to be part of such a fun tradition and I look forward to the experiences I’ll have thanks to the other wonderful Auburn Family traditions. Nations rise and fall but Family is forever.
You guys were great trees.
My friend Adrienne wrote this. I agree 100%. I am so glad and honored that I got to be a part of this Auburn tradition, which will continue to be a tradition even if the trees don’t make it. War Eagle. War Toomer’s.