They call it the Candelabra Tree on the edge of the Oaks near the Post Office. And yes, during the holiday season, it's fully decorated with latest Pandora LaCasse creations. For me though, the word candelabra can only conjure up those 15 minute interludes in afternoons watching with Mom those amazing fingers of Wladziu Valentino Liberace or just plain Liberace. Mom loved the piano, and she loved Liberace! We'd sit entranced for those few minutes each afternoon (from 2- 2:15 as I remember) waiting for the shot of his candelabra to appear and his rapid-paced playing that cued the beginning of his show. It was a time!