We drove for several days into the middle of America for your grandfather’s funeral. He lived and died in a stillborn town. It seemed like the buildings had started to crumble the moment they were built. His funeral brunch was in a restaurant attached to a gas station. Kids ate free. I looked around the packed diner and was surprised to see people smiling. The amazing thing about humans — they can pretend to be happy almost anywhere. Even in a gas station restaurant half-filled with grieving people dressed all in black. (Taken with Instagram)