I ride the back roads of Michigan, and here's how it goes :
"Ash. It's f**ked."
"Elm. They're f**cked."
"Cherry. Black knot. They're f**kd."
"Red Oak. Flagging. Wilt. F**ked."
"Red Maple. Nice. Great. Drought, V-wilt, 2 years from now, f**ked."
Locust, Bradford Pear, CrabApple, thriving. Great.