Grandma Coffey’s. There they played under long rows of sagging plum, pear, and apple trees. Then Grandma Coffey would sit them down to milk and cookies and tell them about Grandpa Ben Coffey—God rest his soul—who fought at Gettysburg and lost his eye and his leg, then came back to court Lucindy Robinson. “Who?” gasped Billy. “Me,” she laughed. Then she would tell about Grandpa Crook Graham, who fought all through the war—year after year—right up to Appomattox and got nothing but the memory of a slug