A Reason to Be Here

             She lives to Listen                      One hundred year old renowned author Alice Bainbridge hated it when she was referred to as a "master storyteller."  In her mind it always felt  a little dishonest and a lot pretentious.           So when her caregiving grandson, Eddie, brought in the mail one cold Chicago January morning, and announced to her that she was to be honored in a month at the Midwest Writers' Conference as a "master storyteller," Alice wasn't sure she would go.          "First of all, Eddie, I don't need any more awards.  I mean, if they give me a plaque, what would I do with it?  You'll just have to throw it out when I die.  That's just a waste of a good piece of wood."           "Come on, Alice, it's something to look forward to," Eddie sai...