“After all, what was there to lose? He was ninety-three. This might be the last grand, exciting thing in his life that he wanted to do. He was not a child, who, by doing something unsafe, gambles a lifetime. He might die tomorrow, in California, watching syndicated court shows on TV. If there was a chance to meet Winnie and revisit the place that had been the seed of his wealth, then maybe the right attitude was: let him.”