tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8978152.post6735541653692232220..comments2023-10-18T05:38:08.545-07:00Comments on . . . With Both Hands: Where Did All of Chicago's Hedge Bushes Go?pathickeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01051997614374510451noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8978152.post-54908655573222602182017-10-31T16:07:12.434-07:002017-10-31T16:07:12.434-07:00My husband grew up on 75th and Honore about the sa...My husband grew up on 75th and Honore about the same time you did. I remember him mentioning Maury Lannigan. My husband, Bob Spreyne, may have been the one doing the pushing!Boys R Us 8https://www.blogger.com/profile/08252636838199086707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8978152.post-13771109582177691752017-10-31T09:12:25.900-07:002017-10-31T09:12:25.900-07:00Love this, Pat! I remember squared-off hedges lin...Love this, Pat! I remember squared-off hedges lining the 25-foot-lot of my childhood home on Artesian. And our Washtenaw home was well-planted when we moved in 25 years ago although less-well-tended since then. Alas, this past spring I pruned the overgrowth without mercy and used the reclaimed space for what turned out to be an epic tomato crop. The fun discovery though was a collection of baseballs - many decayed down to the strings - that probably dates back to the 1950s when those hedges were first put in.<br /><br />So the prequel to your story sounds like a takeoff on the old folk song. Where have all the baseballs gone? Gone to hedges, every one. <br /><br />Hope you are well!ERhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05014067871439006612noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8978152.post-61115139815793686832017-10-31T09:09:56.541-07:002017-10-31T09:09:56.541-07:00Love this, Pat! I remember squared-off hedges lin...Love this, Pat! I remember squared-off hedges lining the 25-foot-lot of my childhood home on Artesian. And our Washtenaw home was well-planted when we moved in 25 years ago although less-well-tended since then. Alas, this past spring I pruned the overgrowth without mercy and used the reclaimed space for what turned out to be an epic tomato crop. The fun discovery though was a collection of baseballs - many decayed down to the strings - that probably dates back to the 1950s when those hedges were first put in.<br /><br />My prequel to your story sounds like a takeoff on the old folk song. Where have all the baseballs gone? Gone to hedges, every one. <br /><br />Hope you are well!ERhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05014067871439006612noreply@blogger.com