• "Of course with all of that going on there was lots of noise and that's why you could hear them no matter where on earth you were." Why can't we hear them anymore, I asked. "Well, now all of the stars are in their homes and they aren't racing anyplace anymore. Now we can only see how brightly they shine in the night sky. And there's so much noise here on earth now that even if they were still racing there wouldn't be any way to hear them. It really is sort of sad when you stop and think about it. I wished I could have heard it. How exciting it must have been to see and hear."
• I could see grandpa's eyes. They seemed to be shining just like the stars. I thought I saw tears in his eyes or maybe it was just happiness shining through from his soul. I've always thought that he enjoyed telling me stories just as much as I liked hearing them. He was quiet now just looking up into the sky. He reached over and squeezed my hand in his and said "I think it is time we went back to the house, little one. Grandma is probably starting to worry that something has happened to us out here." We walked back to the house still holding hands and looking up at the stars.
