My father has been gone for 18 years. This is a fact, and I rely on facts. I suck them up daily to shape my understanding of the world, a kind of armor against what’s beyond my control. As a freelancer, I’ve become adept at research, reportage, summation. Read the facts, sort the facts, interpret the facts, try to make them into something relevant and useful for my intended audience.
I suppose that’s why I like pamphlets and plaques. I can’t pass them up. I prefer to think about where we’ve been than where we’re going. My husband is used to me trailing behind on busy streets to read obscured signage, to photograph the …
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