re: #34 Charles Johnson

The house I rented in South Miami back in the late 80’s had a tremendously prolific avocado tree in the side yard. In season I had to take grocery bags full of avocados to the office to get rid of them. On windy nights, the avocados dropping and hitting the ground outside sounded like someone was running up to the window. Luckily there was a bottomless crack in the rocky ground under the tree which made disposing of the inedible fruits easy.