Finley street is an odd little road. It’s small and paved with cobblestone, not tar. From Broad street, a cobblestone drive runs up an incredibly steep hill (more than a few cars have not overcome the struggle). But more odd still is that at the top of the hill, Finley makes a strange C shape as it curves around a massive white oak. This is the Son of the Tree that Owns Itself. The original tree was protected by Colonel W. H. Jackson, who wrote of it in his will: “For and in consideration of the great love I bear this tree and the great desire I have for its protection for all time, I convey entire possession of itself and the land within eight feet of it on all sides.” It fell in 1942, but it’s acorns were used to plant the majestic tree that is still there today.