I’ve forgotten the funny name of the tree you helped us pick out,” my mother said. “Our tree this year is named Melinda.” The greenhouse where my parents get their Christmas tree every year has festive tags hanging from the trees with their names and prices. These are not inexpensive trees, so it’s fitting they are all individually christened. My mother likes to support this local business – and they do have nice trees. “Caleb. The tree I picked out with you was named Caleb.” We both agreed Ca leb was a silly name for a Christmas tree, although I wasn’t sure Melinda ...