Someone to Sit in the Foxhole: A Grandfather’s Speech That Changed Everything

nobody likes,” I said. “When he died, nobody wanted to hear about him. They wanted me to shut up. Move on. Be normal.”

I looked at their faces.

“Does that sound familiar?” I asked.

A boy in the back let out a bitter laugh.

A girl near the window nodded once, barely visible.

Maya’s eyes shone like she was fighting something.

I set the baseball on the desk.continue reading …