Author Archives: Stewart
A letter to Kent, recounting memories that have made a lasting impression on me.
Because astrology is on point.
Grandpa Kent Wrench is dying as I write this, and I’m 2,800 miles away and emotionally detached.
Yesterday I put about eight $100 button-up shirts (that had been folded up and forsaken on my dresser shelf for about 3 months) and four pairs of $150–$250 shoes into Trader Joe’s bags and went to a nearby consignment store [...]