My mum and my aunties lived high upstairs at my grandma's house. At a certain time of the year, my grandma (we called her "Paw-paw" as in "the mother of your mother") would dig a hole at the base of the grapefruit tree in the backyard and put some dead fish in it. The tree was big and strong.

Now the house is empty. The developers want to build an In N' Out restaurant there. The tree is still there, but it hasn't had any fish in a long time.