Jonah Klever

The Old Oak

The Old Oak By Jonah Klever Our family parable holds that it was my grandfather who planted the tree. Our ranch didn’t have many trees, it was cattle country after all. Maybe it was the lack of competition, or the fertile, untouched land, whatever it was, this tree towered over our homestead. From it’s hillock, for three generations, it watched over us, our oaken guardian.