My Father Mocked Me for Coming to Court Without a Lawyer, But the Judge Opened My File and the Whole Room Went Silent

naturally through the house while I learned early how to step around it.

The first person in my family who really saw me was my grandfather.

He was quieter than my father, which in my family counted as a form of mystery. He had a small orchard on the back acreage of the family property and a habit of going out at dawn with a tin mug of coffee and not continue reading …