Nov 18
Twenty-five years ago, today, my maternal grandfather died. He was a proud man. A hard man. He was also a man who loved his family–though he had a terrible way of expressing it. Demanding, and critical, he was also–in his own way–caring. Your car died? He was the first one to lift the hood and …
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Feb 24
“Only the people we love are raised high enough in our consciousness to warrant fond or frivolous recounts of our most humiliating missteps months, or decades, later.”
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