For all intents and purposes the tall, grizzled black locust tree that dominates our backyard has become a quasi-part of the family.

It has been there, pointing skyward, through good times and bad, fair weather and foul. It’s been a constant, a silent sentinel, seemingly strong and unwavering. It has become home to squirrels, birds and other creatures over time.

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John Horgan began writing a neighborhood diary at the tender age of 9 in San Mateo. He’s been doing much the same thing as a Peninsula journalist for decades ever since. You can contact him by email at johnhorganmedia@gmail.com.

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