Funny story: A technician came to our house, which is in the country, to fix my brother’s windshield. Casper the Friendly Dog and I were the only ones home, so we went outside to unlock the car and sniff around while he got to work. Someone started shooting a gun in the distance. I had noticed the faint gunshots, but just barely. The technician asked if it was normal to hear gunshots around here. I realized then that I had been home for less than 24 hours but hadn’t been alarmed. It reminded me that it’s pretty easy to remember where you came from.