Frozen forever in their black-and-white time, the two men gaze at me from separate photos atop a dresser. In one, my late paternal grandfather, Ray, “RC,” squats in the bright Florida sunshine while holding a tray of fish. A caption written on the photo’s border is in my grandmother’s (his wife Catherine’s) neat cursive: Snapper …



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