Weirdly, I found a Joy Harjo interview in a recent edition of AARP Bulletin. What a great discovery! Near the end of the piece, she says, “My sense is that when a child is born, mother’s milk emerges to feed the baby, but grandparents feed babies with stories.”

I got two things out of that statement. One is that, Yes! Indeed! I have been a grandparent now for almost 20 months. I plan to live another 20 years at least so that I can download all the stories I know about our grandson’s (and, hopefully his siblings and cousins) family. That role is particularly poignant for me because I am adopted and I am (as is he) a mixture of a half dozen family connections and a blend of

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