Today at the beginning of yoga class my teacher said, "Think of all the people who did all they did so that you could have off today."
And I cried a little.
My grandfather's shipmate sketched this portrait in 1943 (as you can see). He was twenty-three. This drawing captures him perfectly.
(I've been writing about him, actually. I'm not ready to show you yet, but I'm very excited for when the time comes.)