I don't usually post Long Island stories, but this one struck me.
Notice how the people who live in Jericho are mourning the loss of their trees. Compare them with the Queens residents who poison the street trees in front of their homes because they don't want to clean up leaves.
And check out the removal technique. Why is it that the Town of Jericho can remove a tree so that you wouldn't even know there had been a tree there if you didn't live there, yet in the advanced society of NYC, ugly stumps that you can trip over are always left behind?