Rest in Peace Pete

Once upon a time JD bought a palm tree. Oh how he loved his palm tree too! He gave it a lovely spot on a windowsill where it received just the right amount of sun and JD gave it just the right amount of water. Pete flourished in his home with his friend JD. Then something terrible happened: JD got married and had to move! The confines of basement apartments did not bode well for Pete. He missed his windowsill and the sunshine. Slowly the color left Pete's once green fronds, one even fell off. The evil wife of JD told JD to throw Pete away one day. JD grieved his palm tree, but agreed it was for the best. JD took Pete outside to take pictures of his withered and wilted friend one last time, this happened to be on a lovely spring morning. Pete watched as JD went back into that horrible basement and came out with the mean nasty wife to go to church. As Pete waited for his date with the trash, he felt something he hadn't felt in a long time...what could it be? Warm, bright, nourishing....SUN! Pete opened his fronds as big as he could and soaked in the sunlight, a tender mercy before his ultimate fate. Then something amazing happened: upon arriving home the mean wife pointed at Pete, "This is the end!" Pete thought, but no, the wife was pointing out that green was returning to the palm fronds and exclaimed with joy that Pete was not dead after all. "She isn't all that bad," thought Pete. JD was thrilled to have his friend back and left Pete outside all of the Spring and Summer and Fall. Pete would watch as the beautiful, intelligent wife, and his good old friend JD would run back and forth from church, work, school, and walks and life was good. Winter came and all was not well, the snow made Pete freeze and close his fronds, there was no sun but only cold. JD brought Pete inside and while warmer, there was no sun again. Pete began to wither once more. Another move came and went but things did not improve, Pete was still in a chilly basement with little sunlight. As soon as the sun returned and the air warmed Pete was placed outside once more, but it was too late. Pete had fallen into a deep sleep, one which not even sunlight could penetrate. A forceful wind blew off all but one of Pete's fronds and it was decided that it was time that Pete must be laid to rest. Today was Pete's funeral. We will miss him greatly, but his story will live on with us forever. Goodbye Pete.