Memory, Love and its Discontents

There was a foundation myth I craved connection to as a child that had a kind of quiet but powerful hold over me. At times I would look beyond those granite hills, seeking the Russia my paternal grandfather had come from, which an instinct told me contained some reality that would help form me. I wondered what the villages, fields and forests would look like… Rod Myer has had an unusual and interesting life. A member of the celebrated Myer family, he had an adventurous spirit and explored his id