i tell my son.
big thick maps
that weighed twenty pounds.
they had grids.
numbers and letters, it was
not unlike what the bombers
used during world war two
over Berlin.
we would turn on the dome
light in the car and pull
over to the side of the road.
squinting, we'd drag
our finger down the lines
of the right page
until we found our target.
Betty's house.
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