How to Make Sense of a Nutty World
I was born into a world that always seemed cold to me. Then I got it. They hadn’t invented heating yet.
6 min readAug 27, 2021
The solution was that my grandmother knitted sweaters, and patiently darned socks. She’d visit with a small present, normally a thick and heavy sweater that would serve me in place of a winter coat. It absorbed rain like nobody’s…
