Session 1: The Call

A sunset in Tuscany. A Super America gas station. Two cocktail napkins at 3 a.m.

Suggested Listening: “Heaven or Las Vegas” by Cocteau Twins

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My Italian view when I last heard my Dad’s voice.

June 2001. Tuscany. Sunset bleeding red and orange across the sky. The most beautiful sunset I’d ever seen.

I’m standing outside on a flip phone, talking to my parents back in the U.S. I don’t remember what we said.

Three weeks later, on the morning after the 4th of July, the phone rings at 4 a.m. in my New York City apartment.

Mom’s voice: “Dad died tonight.”