Mighty grew up with his family in the North Side. Like said before the story goes his relatives are connected to the old folk tale of the man who hang up the stranger when he murdered his family. It might have been the brother of that person they say that is an ancestor of Mighty his bloodline.

Every Sunday Mighty tries to walk to that little square in the North Side to clear his mind from the usual and the unsual things in this life of ours. He finds himself attracted by the energy the so called hanging tree sends out. It's like you get dragged towards it once you have visited that place.
From a young age he has been a lot at the hanging tree with his close family, friends and neighbours.

Only todat it is a Saturday and even Valentines Day. It is 3 am in the morning. Quiet on the streets.
The windy city honors it's name and is as always chilly even on this night. A few blocks away and he is back re-united with his source of energy and relaxation. He wonders and brings up old memories when he comes closer.

What happened to his close friend Space-to-the-Pole a couple a weeks earlier. Who got killed in his bed, Mighty still blames himself not being close to him at that time.
The expantion of the North Side with Lancelot. Which brings us a a district to a bigger, solid and closer pack.
The removal of Las Vegas when he was away from these shores for a little while.
The few romances he had in this life and which never worked out well for him.
His first meeting with Katniss, Sulfur and Space-to-the-Pole at the hanging tree.
Which was his initation for getting in this life at the first place.

Walking on the sidewalk of the street that ends up connecting to the square. He closes his jacket and putts on his scarf around his neck. Takes a deep breath through his nose... closes his eyes and walks the last few meters on his instinct.. He feels that he is walking on smaller bricks which indicates he is at the border of the square now. He opens his eyes and sees the dark shadow of the big old tree overlapping his appearance.

To the left of him there is a small bench. The names of the visitors are carved in the wood of the little bench. As he tries to sit on it. there is a neckless on the bench. Someone left it there. It's silver and shiny with a small gem in the middle of it. Mighty sits beside it on the bench doubting if he is going to putt it on or not or leaves it on the bench. He focusess on the tree. While wondering away in his memories again. While enjoying the quiet lonely night himself.