Kentucky Coffeetree
Today marks the ninth anniversary of my father’s death. To honor him, we planted a Kentucky coffeetree in the yard. The choice of tree species had nothing to do with my father; I had seen it in the Philadelphia area and liked its look and color. I also knew it was something of a warmer season tree than ideal for the inland Connecticut growing zone. It hasn’t struggled, however. Unlike my father, who was something of a misfit most of his life and who only rarely and fleetingly ever could acknowledge how much I loved him and still do. Milton Klein, born in Brooklyn in 1921, was something of a tech genius. He loved motors, wires, pumps and valves. By profession he was an electrical engineer, but he had been forced into that trade by his father, who demanded my dad major in electrical engineering at a prestigious free university in Manhattan he attended, the Cooper Union. My father really wanted to go into mechanical engineering but relented and spent most of his professional life designing circuit boards and stereo chassis for a variety of electronics firms. At home he could fix anything. I have so many memories of walking...Read more
