Life How to Be Furious for 38 Years True-crime buffs believe that when a loved one is murdered, you get angry, stay angry, and fight for justice. I pursued a different antidote. Courtesy of Kate Crane Sign up for the Slatest to get the most insightful analysis, criticism, and advice out there, delivered to your inbox daily. I woke up one morning when I was 12 and learned my father was a missing person. He never came home again. The Baltimore police did what they could, which was little. At home, we never discussed it. The defining fact of my childhood: A parent can cease to exist . I had questions but no answers. I had a desperate need for information and no way to get it. I was angry. I stayed angry. Anger is not a single state of being. I liken it to a volcano. Active fury is the eruption stage. But magma collects in underground reservoirs. It might be thousands of degrees, but it can also stay far beneath the surface for centuries. That’s the anger I came to live with.…