Grandfather Won One Hundred Dollars for Naming a Blue Can

held.

“It looks right,” Clara said.

“Yes, it does,” I said.

I reached down and touched the cold metal of the plaque, feeling the ridges of the letters under my fingertips.

My silver charm bracelet brushed against the granite block, making a sharp, clear sound in the evening air.

Martha and Clara looking at the bronze plaque bearing Mary’s continue reading …