On Tuesday, May 23, I was sitting in my car at a stoplight with Woman Cub in the back and on my way to pick up Man Cub, when NPR ran a story announcing the death of Rick Hoyt. Sad news, I thought. I recalled his father, Dick, had died a few years back. The light changed, we rolled, and Ari Shapiro’s comforting voice transitioned to a 2013 story by Sarah…
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