A Memory That Moved Me This morning, my phone lit up with a message: “A memory from eight years ago today.” The image that appeared made me pause. It showed me, my wife Jamie, my father, and his twin sister, my Aunt Joan. I’m fairly sure it was taken at an Italian restaurant in Nashville called Mangia’s. If by chance it wasn’t, the picture instantly brought me back there. If you’ve ever been to Mangia’s, you know it’s not your typical spot. There’s no soft background music or dim lighting for...