Very early in my boyhood, Taffeltown found a special place in my heart.
Even today, saying this name elicits an unexplainable joy in me. It has a nice ring about it. And, takes me back to a time, when covering your hands with butter and pulling taffy was a family event.
But now, terror had totally griped me. I was watching a 120 foot tall White Pine tree, which I had weakened with my chain ...
