As we begin 2008, we do it without Willamette Valley Pine enthusiast, Bob Mealey, a longtime friend and inspiration for Valley ponderosa pine planters everywhere. As foresters go there are few his equal. As steward of the land I have found none greater. Complexity in nature is what makes a forest so resilient, so enduring and so powerful. Such was the complex life of this man of more than 94 years.
Photo by Bob McNitt
Bob Mealey at the Native Gene Conservancy dedication in 2000.
To me a mark of greatness is what we do with the constructive criticism we receive. By this measure Bob was indeed great. He hosted a statewide forestry tour on his home property in 1978, and after a good tongue lashing from a tour participant and old professor, T.J. Starker about opportunities lost, set out to bring his lands into full productivity. Changes he made were a big part in his being named the western regional outstanding tree farmer a decade later.
In 1989, at age 76 Bob signed up for OSU’s Master Woodland Manager training, reckoning that he could brush up on his forestry skills a bit. For more than a decade, he served as a volunteer, assisting dozens of other landowners with a host of tree growing questions.
Bob’s life offers strong evidence that one solitary life can make a big difference. But for the life of Bob Mealey there might be:
- no Linn County Small Woodlands Association,
- no Northwest Woodlands Council,
- no East Linn Historical Museum,
- no Linn County natural resources scholarship fund,
- no OSU Endowed Professor of Forest Ecosystem Health, and
- no 1 million native ponderosas planted each winter in the Willamette Valley thanks to the efforts of the Willamette Valley Ponderosa Pine Conservation Association; an organization Bob help found, and for which he distributed more than 300,000 seedlings out of his garage.
Photo by Bob McNitt
Young ponderosa plantation near Scio
The legacy Bob most wanted to pass along is the Mealey Tree Farm which overlooks Foster Dam. Bob lived with a strong land ethic. I am sure that this is what he referred to in his poem “Though I’m So Old,” when he said: “These gifts I value more than gold, so I’ll plant a tree though I’m so old.” to sustain for many future generations of Mealeys. As we get ready to put our pine trees in the ground this year, let’s all pause and thank a man “who was so old”!