I’ve been visiting my 90-year-old mother in Los Angeles this week. In the evenings, I’ve been reading to her from an autobiography written by her first cousin, Peter Stern — who also happens to be my godfather. It’s been unexpectedly…
Burial
I’ve been visiting my 90-year-old mother in Los Angeles this week. In the evenings, I’ve been reading to her from an autobiography written by her first cousin, Peter Stern — who also happens to be my godfather. It’s been unexpectedly…