What’s The Unexpected Key You Need to Reroute & Turn Around Your One Life?

The summer I was this freckled kid of 10, I got hopelessly lost with my parents and grandparents, my old grandfather behind the wheel of a 1982 red Chevy, circling a knot of detours and construction, exits and ramps and highways, in good ole Cincinnati, Ohio. With her freckled legs and bare feet dangling out the rolled down window, in the backseat beside me, Grandma kept hollering, “Lloyd, I’m telling you, man! How many times are we going to circle around this dang detour like blind bats ba