The trees were always comforting to Brick Reilly. “I was the only deaf kid in my family, my school and my community,” Reilly said. “Climbing trees became the only time I felt good about myself.” So he ...

The body draped over the upper branches of the red oak does not move. An unseasonably warm November breeze frees leaves from the tree, fallen foliage swirling around the group that has gathered around ...

The trees were always comforting to Brick Reilly. “I was the only deaf kid in my family, my school and my community,” Reilly said. “Climbing trees became the only time I felt good about myself.” So he ...