We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Reminds me of the children's song we used to sing... that was 65 or so years back. "Picking up paw-paws, put 'em in your pocket..." Oh, I see Dunque mentioned that. I doubt that is a song that kids sing anymore.
Each spring I am out with a chainsaw thinning the rampant spread from three Pawpaw (correct spelling) saplings that I planted naively thirty years ago and are now spreading like wildfire and dropping masses of hideous, elongated leaves every fall. Asimina triloba is a garden thug. If these trees were not near an outbuilding I would do a controlled burn to get rid of them. If you have a farm and want the fruit, "custard apples," proceed. Otherwise run.
Ditto with Missy's experience, they can be rampant from stolon root spread and fruit drop both. Wife got paw paw fever about 10 yrs ago and put in 3-4 saplings and now there are at least 20, but area is not ideal so largest is only a few inches in diameter.
Interesting, didn't know that. A local garden center had a number of nice-looking saplings for sale a couple of weeks ago. I wonder if the people who bought them knew what they were potentially getting themselves into.