Playing in the schoolyard . . .
My father always had a love for chestnut trees, especially the horse-chestnut variety, called in Latin, Aesculus hippocastanum. When I lived in Bethlehem, Pennsylvania, there was a horse-chestnut tree in front of my apartment building, the former Lehigh Railroad Office. I remember him scooping up a bunch of brown chestnuts, handing me one, and popping the rest in his pockets.
When I read this diary entry, I realized why my dad loved them so . . .
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