Grandfather Won One Hundred Dollars for Naming a Blue Can

is nothing left from that department.”

“But the board files survived,” I said.

“Only the official minutes,” Robert said, his eyes scanning the empty lobby. “We have nothing under the name Mary.”

He turned back to the display case, his shoulder blocking my view of the shelf.

By five o’clock, the shadows of the maples in my grandfather’s yard stretched long continue reading …