I'm from Elmwood Park

Fathers and sons should know each other's stories. My son had questions, and I was astonished to learn that I had some answers. Never have so many words been spent on a life so ordinary. I grew up in Elmwood Park, Illinois, as you might have guessed. It is where I learned enough about family, friends, and Nash automobiles to become a reader, writer, editor, and spy. Well, except for spy.