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Trees to be Inspected

Tree Watch will be asking arborists with the Department of Parks to inspect some of our curbside trees for safety or for possible pruning. If a tree at or near your home is listed, feel free to reach out to us for comment or to ask a question. The following addresses are affected:

To assess health and structure:
1066 Colquitt Ave
836 Euclid Ave
1001 Euclid Ave
850 Euclid Ave
137 Hale St
853 Lake Ave
768 Lake Ave
487 N. Highland Ave
983 Waverly Way
100 Waverly Way

For possible pruning:
1135 Alta Ave
1100 Austin Ave (#1)
1100 Austin Ave (#2)
954 Austin Ave
1066 Colquitt Ave
145 Elizabeth St (#1)
145 Elizabeth St (#2)
853 Lake Ave
56 Spruce St
991 Waverly Way

Oreon Earl Mann (1941-2018)

Our friend and fellow tree enthusiast Oreon Mann has died. Read the IPNA notice here.

I met Oreon after my family and I moved to Inman Park in 2000. It was immediately obvious to me that he loved the outdoors. He was an avid paddler and a canoeing instructor, for example, and as our own group’s ambitions and activities ramped up, he plunged right in. In those years, Oreon never missed a single Tree Watch event, whether it was a planting, a guided tree walk, or a maintenance project. He always wanted to be in the mix, and he was always eager to help, to work hard, to get the job done. Inspired by his experiences with Tree Watch, Oreon went on to participate in many activities with Trees Atlanta, including certification as a Tree Keeper.

One year at a tree planting, I assigned Oreon and Amy Higgins the job of planting a katsura tree in the Poplar Circle section of Freedom Park. The tree was a mess — just horribly root bound. Oreon and Amy hacked and tore and unwound it, working and working to give it a chance to live. For a while, it seemed that the tree wouldn’t make it. It struggled. It limped along. Half of it died. But as long as it put out leaves, we were determined to see what might happen. This is what happened:

In one sense, I didn’t have the privilege of meeting Oreon when he was at his best. In another sense, I really did. Because Oreon was probably one of the best examples any of us has ever encountered of someone who did not let bad luck get in the way of living his life fully, and for Oreon, living life fully meant being part of something worthwhile.

Here’s a picture of Oreon (center) with his beloved father, Earl Mann, who went from selling peanuts as a boy at Spiller Field (later Ponce de Leon Ballpark) to president and owner of the Atlanta Crackers. Notice that smile, in both pictures — it was Oreon’s trademark. We will miss him.