Hillbilly Elegy

the pilot gave me brief lessons in flying
an airplane and updated me on our
progress.
The adventure had just begun. I had
traveled out of state before: I had joined
my grandparents on road trips to South
Carolina and Texas, and I visited
Kentucky regularly. On those trips, I
rarely spoke to anyone except family,
and I never noticed anything all that
different. Napa was like a different
country. In California, every day
included a new adventure with my
teenage cousins and their friends. During
one trip we went to the Castro District
of San Francisco so that, in the words of
my older cousin Rachael, I could learn