I <3 my computer, I don't want (it) to die

I had a big computer as a little girl because I have a father who has loved computers since he was a little boy. Just a couple months ago, he told me the story of being given a car — a fixer-upper from his father John, my stoic grandfather who builds engines with his hands and seems like he could have walked out of a Faulkner novel. But my father walked…