I was at work at Voray later this afternoon when I got a call from my parents interrupting a meeting. My dad had just found out the vertigo he'd been experiencing was caused by a cancerous tumor in his lung that had metastasized to 14 different tumors in his brain. (He would eventually succumb to this illness and passed away Sept 8, 2018, one-week shy of the 1 year anniversary of learning that he was ill)
The tree's roots had been damaged by salt water when the neighborhood flooded during hurricane Sandy and they were worried about it eventually falling over and hurting someone.
Two months later after I last spotted it out for the trash at the end of April, the cursed clown art wood carving made a haunting reappearance in La Plaza. Please someone burn this already!
