The Cemetery Elm I lived at a place called Malloryville on the east bank of Fall Creek from March 1986 through November 2011 when my wife, Pam, and I moved to Ithaca and my son, Sean, took over the Malloryville home. During those twenty-five seasons, on the road to Ithaca I noticed a large graceful tree with a full spheroid crown and limbs like waving arms. It grows from a modest prominence on the west bank of Fall Creek where the stream meandered across a plain. Nearby is a split rail fence around a scattering of headstones and pines named the R.D. Simons Farm Cemetery. You can stand on the spot and hear the flow of Fall Creek.