When we first moved into 904 Stockton Ave.  I found a spot in the orchard area that had an old stump.  I thought that area would be perfect to plant a tree.  It was becoming painfully obvious that Dad was not going to make our ground breaking on the 26th of June. Anyway,  I thought what a better way to dedicate the new office  than with a fruit tree. I bought a beautiful little orange tree and on that day father Pabst dedicated 904 Stockton street. 

 Two days later,  dad died. Something about an orange that dad loved. Until the day , just a few weeks ago, that I picked the first two oranges from the  tree,  did I realize why dad loved oranges so  much. You see,  dad believed in sharing,  for God's sake he was a teacher. You can share oranges. That day I peeled both oranges put them in  plastic cups  and shared as dad would have, a few slivers, to each of the people working here at 904 Stockton.  Thanks dad for the oranges. More so dad,  thanks for teaching me how to share.