The Day Vada Frye Died

Wayne Frye spent two weeks by his grandmother’s bedside when she was in a coma. Those two weeks and her death are parlayed into a touching story of love between a grandson and grandmother, a love that has endured even beyond death.
Frye sat by her bedside reminiscing about all the life lessons taught by the most important woman in his young life. She often taught those lessons through incredible storytelling that she used to illustrate the moral clarity that she wanted to instil in her grandson.
There is something in all of us, as storytellers and as listeners, that demands the redemptive act, a contrition of heart and nature that wants to reach out with understanding and kindness. Vada Frye taught this to everyone she knew, particularly her grandson. For her, stories mattered. She knew that stories could be used to dispossess and to malign with irreparable harm. She understood that, in the wrong hands, stories could break the dignity of individuals. However, she also knew that stories could be used to empower, to humanize and to ultimately repair broken dignity.
This is a remarkable tale of mutual affection that will bring tears to readers’ eyes, but also lift the spirits of readers as they realize the power of love.