Once, when I was young, I went on a trip with my grandfather. Now & then we’d speak, but mainly we drove for miles in silence. Just at dusk, he spoke, still looking straight ahead. ‘Remember this,’ he said, ‘knowing something & talking about it are two different things.’ I nodded & we rode on quietly into the evening & now, all these years later, I’m ready to turn to him & say, I know what you mean. Two Different Things – © 2018 Brian Andreas – posted with permission.
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