I have been thinking about this photo, too, on this Father’s Day, a family photo from the 1930s. It’s my father, Bob Robertson, and his father, Homer W. Robertson, helping my father’s older sister, Marcella Jean, who suffered from cerebral palsy. Marcella couldn’t walk on her own and had trouble speaking, but her mind and eyes remained sharp through her 65 years, and she maintained just enough coordination to read the newspaper, laid open on the floor, by swiping the pages with her toes. She lived her whole life at home. She loved her family. She also loved Elvis.