...whom He Had Saved From A Life

...grandpa's Mind Had Left Us, Gone Wild And Wary. When I Walked With Him I Could Feel How Strange It Was. His Thoughts Swam Between Us, Hidden Under Rocks, Disappearing In Weeds, And I Was Fishing For Them, Dangling My Own Words Like Baits And Lures.

Sometimes A Person's Monstrosity Seems Superhuman.

We All Got Holes In Our Lives. Nobody Dies In A Perfect Garment.

...whom He Had Saved From A Life Of Excessive Freedom

By The Time I Was Done With The Car It Looked Worse Than Any Typical Indian Car That Has Been Driven All Its Life On Reservation Roads, Which They Always Say Are Like Government Promises - Full Of Holes.