In 2014, my grandma (established 1919) and I started recording conversations about life, love, death, lunch. We called it "High Anxiety" because she was 95 and I was 25 and we both knew what it was to worry — and because we were recording in California, and the recording studio (her bedroom) had one mic and two pipes. (No one said you had to be sober to be on Spotify.) But: anxieties about doing it "right" got in the way of doing it at all. So, ten years late: a few snippets from children's book author Felice Holman and her daughter's son. Should there be more? ––– Tel: 6ten7335162