If he had lived a fabulously long life, my grandfather would have turned 95 fifteen days later.
"Worthy or not, few forms of imaginative inquiry feel as valid to me, as meaningful, as important, as hearing recounted—or reconstructed—such family memories. . . . Somehow, they are also my own."
"Worthy or not, few forms of imaginative inquiry feel as valid to me, as meaningful, as important, as hearing recounted—or reconstructed—such family memories. . . . Somehow, they are also my own."