My friends at home, north-westeren PA, started calling me tree in '86 or so. I would come home from Fort Drum, NY on the weekends, sometimes still in my camo' uniform. One night Bill said "hey look a tree" and that was it. Some people only new me as Tree, had no idea what my real name was.
The real shock was when my wife met these people. Every one called me Tree. She looked at me with the strangest look...Who is Tree? While we were home she had a Wedgie..... That is a half of a pizza crust folded over to make a sandwich. That was the best. When she asked what Bruce was going to have and his reply was a Wedgie, I thought she was going to smack him. Slack jawed and in disbelief she looked at the menu and there it was.
Later,
Steve