Sentimental journeys are often more easily imagined than taken. So it was with my recent trip to San Antonio, my hometown. My sister-in-law Alison, one of the kindest people I’ve ever known, had expressed one final wish before she died of cancer last year: A San Antonio girl by birth and upbringing, Alison wanted her husband, Jeff (my brother), to travel from their home in Charlotte, North Carolina, to accompany their son, Paul; his wife, Lena; and the couple’s almost two-year-old son, Ira—who all live in Brooklyn—to the San Antonio Zoo. Some of Alison’s happiest days had been spent there when Paul was young. Any other relatives who wanted to join were welcome. Alison had made one addition to her request: a big family dinner…
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