writing down the names and dates we could confirm.
It was the first time in my life that my father had spoken openly about the older generations of our family.
He told me stories about Thomas that I had never heard.
He described his father’s temper, his generosity, his stubbornness, and the way he always pretended not to be sentimental.
For once, we didn’t turn away when the conversation became uncomfortable.
We let it continue.
Eventually, my father looked at me and said, “I wish I had asked more questions
