Cherry Ripe
by Lynne Lumsden Green
By the time of his inauguration in 1789, thanks to the curse of cherry tree kraneiai, George Washington had only one tooth left in his mouth. When he had chopped at the tree as a child, the resident fairy laid a spell on him that everything of the cherry would act against him. He loved cherry pie and cherry tarts. They rotted his teeth faster than an acid bath.
