RT Journal
A1 Smith J
T1 A display of affection
JF JAMA
JO JAMA
YR 2012
FD March 21
VO 307
IS 11
SP 1149
OP 1150
DO 10.1001/jama.2012.314
UL http://dx.doi.org/10.1001/jama.2012.314
AB 
My family and I had come to Kewanee a few months prior to my grandfather's deterioration. Living in the city had been getting to be too much: three kids with another one planned, shoveling out the car after another Chicago blizzard, Cubs fans shouting outside our door in a postgame delirium, tiny backyard—little Ben's home runs over the fence becoming very routine, which does take away some of the excitement. The suburbs meant doubling the commute and doubling the mortgage. Were there any other options? We finally considered Kewanee—population 12 000, Hog Capital of the World, where my mom had been born and raised, where my elderly grandparents still lived. Two and a half hours from Chicago, nestled among the cornfields, it seemed to us quiet, and safe, and simple.