“I don’t know why things happen the way they do,” Grandpa Larry says, leaning against the ladder that separates him from me, “And...

“[Your words] are never too sad. They are human. And altogether wonderful. Don’t let fear of what others may think hinder your...

I used to call it freedom. When Charles Bukowski posed the question, “When nobody wakes you up in the morning, and nobody waits for you...