An elm tree in Prospect Park in Brooklyn had a silver plaque that said, “Nellie.” It’s been said that Nellie Howard met an untimely end on a European tour in the late 1800s.
While Nellie was ill, she remembered the old elm tree, and with her last words, she shared how much she loved spending time under the arms of its branches. Her completely grief-stricken mother sought solace under the tall elm tree that Nellie always admired. She spent so much time there that eventually, she began to believe that her daughter’s spirit resided in the tree. This belief gave her solace and comfort and provided a tangible connection to her daughter.
In stories like these, I’m reminded how profoundly we need connection with each other, with those who’ve gone on, and with nature itself. History lovers like you keep the spirits of the past alive. May we always keep our eyes, ears, and hearts open to the signs around us, and may we continue to seek magical connections.
