Essays

At twenty-five I wrote about losing my grandfather — a Baptist minister I'd fought with over everything. Thirty years later, I understand what I was actually writing about: how the dead continue to love the living. The Church has a name for it.

A number two graduate students invented in 1994, a man who should have had thirty more years, and a girl who was given no details at all.

I've been thinking about a number lately. 42. If you've read The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, you know it. A supercomputer called Deep Thought spends 7.5 million years calculating the Answer to the Ultimate