We say farewell to the potted artificial palm that served our family well for decades.
He was in his thirty-something year. He lived most of his life quietly in a home in the country where he enjoyed regular dustings by my Mom. In recent years he was treated quite cruelly. I had him positioned in a very hot sunroom where over time, he lost most of his leaves. They got so hot they simply broke off until he looked as sickly as any live plant in his condition. He is survived by several ferns, a few flowers and a ficus. There will be no visitation after garbage pickup in the morning.