I grew up on a 400-tree holly orchard, so when I heard about the Shoemaker holly, I was all over it.
My grandfather planted the orchard by hand in the 60s and 70s, as a (then) future retirement project, and in the late 80s my parents bought it from him. I began helping work on the trees at age eight, so I am pretty familiar with hollies.
The Shoemaker holly is not what I expected. Hollies take much of a conical or spearmint leaf shape, and typically their branches grow all the way to the ground, especially if grown in a field as opposed to competing for sunlight in a forest. NJ wild hollies do tend to climb for sun, gaining more height than fullness, making them gangly looking, and branches can tend to be distortedly curved as opposed to just reaching out on all sides, like a person holding arms out to stretch. Like wild hollies, the Shoemaker holly is bare at the base of its trunk (much more bare than its field surroundings would normally yield), and its branches are kind of pent up, like it's been wedged between city buildings all its life. But heck for 325 years old, it's a lot prettier than I'd be, and the oddness of it gives it charm. And I am sure it's been pruned, and helped along by tree surgeons throughout its life. There have also been blights that have come through the region, and plagues of holly pests, which I remember coming in relentless waves in the 90s/early 00s. So, this tree has survived a lot, and it's standing tall and proud along the NJ Turnpike for all to see.
The tree is located in the picnic rest stop area, with plenty of parking, picnic benches, trash cans, and a little path into the woods. The old tree is marked with a sign, and you can drive up to it along a driveway past the parking area.
There used to be bathrooms at this picnic area, but they were demolished in 2014. read more