Letters to the Editor: HIV killed my beloved. Climate change killed my beloved’s majestic pine tree

To the editor: In 1995, my home associate’s buddies and I scattered his ashes within the Angeles Nationwide Forest below a powerful pine. “David’s tree,” as I got here to name it, had a big trunk with proof of earlier fires it had survived. Once I would go to the tree, the wind within the tens of millions of needles would sound like a voice from heaven talking a language I might solely attempt to comprehend. (“A hiker’s heartbreak on returning to L.A.'s fire-ravaged mountains,” Opinion, April 30)

It appeared like David’s tree would reside endlessly, or at the least longer than me, a mere human.

After a protracted absence, I returned, however David’s tree was no extra. Its trunk lay in rotting segments. Was it fireplace, drought or infestation that toppled the large and different timber round it? The specifics didn’t matter; in spite of everything, it was local weather change.

Proof of local weather change abounds within the mountains close to Los Angeles, however many extra residents treasure the coast. It could take the Pacific Ocean rising in earnest to make some perceive that we're not the one momentary issues on this planet, and all the things is extra momentary than it appears.

John Kluge, North Hollywood

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