with the skilled precision of an F-16
pilot. For as long as I can remember, she
always looked exactly the same. She
was eternally adorned in a cardigan,
pinned together at the top by an antique
broach, her pink lipstick and sparkly
brown eyes shining through a face-full of
wrinkles that erupted in a series of “oh
dears” every time she laughed.
In her long lifetime, Nana witnessed
the birthing of such pivotal human
achievements as the phone, the car, the
TV, human flight, the computer, the
internet and rock and roll.
The two things that blew her mind the
most, however, were putting a man on
the moon and the soda dispensers at