The Search for the Family Tree We returned to the Christmas tree farm we had used two years prior to tag our tree. My children now, men according to age reminded me of the cell phone debacle back then. At some point during our traipsing and traversing, my cell phone fell from my pocket and was lost in a sea of pine needles and baby trees. The tree farm was full of acres of beautiful trees waiting to be chosen. For those of you who feel the barbarism of cutting down a tree in its prime for a few weeks of decoration and celebration, I am sorry we do not…