The origins of strange family traditions are sometimes hard to trace, especially after decades. How many things are we doing without really knowing why we do them?
My grandfather was a small man. We look a lot alike, actually, the same facial features and short, stocky body; though mine has run to fat, you can see that the underlying lines are remarkably similar, down to the creases in our wrists and our downturned mouths; we fill out an Eisenhower jacket[1. For those […]