Cold Storage

As we shift into March and the promise of spring, here’s a late-winter story from my book Climbing Lessons. It’s about a rare experience of being alone, as a grade school child, with my father. It’s about going out into nature with him at night–and the darkness working its magic, making him unusually reminiscent, unusually open about his father and his own childhood. That moment of confiding trust has stayed with me ever since. To listen to an audio version, just click below.

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