Growing up, the youngest sibling planted an acorn, and it sprouted.
My brother didn't want to have to deal with it, so while cutting the grass, he didn't see it...
Twenty years ago a friend was clearing an area for a driveway. There were two little white oaks that I wanted. I took my time with the first one, wrapped the root ball, put it in my truck. I started on the second one, the dozer showed up and I had to make way. I tied a rope to the trunk at ground level, hooked it to my trailer hitch and snatched it out of the ground. I came home and planted them.
The one with the big root ball never did a thing,just died. The one with the little stub of roots is 30 feet tall and shades a 40 foot circle. It never dropped a leaf.