“That Bank Closed in the ’80s,” My Father Scoffed—The Account Was Very Much Still There

Chester lived simply because he wanted to, not because he had to. He could have bought a mansion, traveled the world, done anything he wanted. But he chose lemonade on the porch. He chose Sunday visits. He chose the things that actually made him happy. That’s not insane. That’s wisdom. And he tried to teach it to all of you, but you were too busy looking continue reading …