Going Back Home!
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In the winter of 1936 Thomas Wolfe attended a dinner and engage in a conversation with (forgive me the dramatics) Leonore (Ella) Sophie Winter, an Australian-British journalist and activist. It was an odd conversation, Wolfe talking about a person he had grievances against as well as the horror he experience going back to his home. Miss Winter recalls saying to Wolfe, “But don’t you know you can’t go home again?” Thus came the title of his novel, ”You Can’t Go Home Again.”
In the winter of 1936 Thomas Wolfe attended a dinner and engage in a conversation with (forgive me the dramatics) Leonore (Ella) Sophie Winter, an Australian-British journalist and activist. It was an odd conversation, Wolfe talking about a person he had grievances against as well as the horror he experience going back to his home. Miss Winter recalls saying to Wolfe, “But don’t you know you can’t go home again?” Thus came the title of his novel, ”You Can’t Go Home Again.”
Thus came the title of his novel, ”You Can’t Go Home Again.”
Thus came the title of his novel, ”You Can’t Go Home Again.”
I would image that many, if not all of us have had those moments when we have gone home either in reality or our dreams. Over the years I talked about I remember when I was 6 my parents ripped me from Stow, Ohio with my friends fifteen miles to Akron, Ohio where nothing was familar. I was 5 months into my first year of grade school in Stow and now I had to walk 20 minutes each way to a new, larger school with no one I knew in Akron. It was terrible. I was so miserable.
I would image that many, if not all of us have had those moments when we have gone home either in reality or our dreams. Over the years I talked about I remember when I was 6 my parents ripped me from Stow, Ohio with my friends fifteen miles to Akron, Ohio where nothing was familar. I was 5 months into my first year of grade school in Stow and now I had to walk 20 minutes each way to a new, larger school with no one I knew in Akron. It was terrible. I was so miserable.
Since I was in first grade at the time, I had to leave my school which was a mile away and 3 minutes to get to, to the new school that was also a mile away, but no bus that took 20 minutes to walk on a non snowy day!
Since I was in first grade at the time, I had to leave my school which was a mile away and 3 minutes to get to, to the new school that was also a mile away, but no bus that took 20 minutes to walk on a non snowy day!
Since I was in first grade at the time, I had to leave my school which was a mile away and 3 minutes to get to, to the new school that was also a mile away, but no bus that took 20 minutes to walk on a non snowy day!
I was miserable. So after a couple of months the pastor’s wife of where we used to live told my mother to bring me back to see all the whole gang of friends. All would be ok. So my mother did, I learned it is never the same going back home. Things change, new experiences.
I was miserable. So after a couple of months the pastor’s wife of where we used to live told my mother to bring me back to see all the whole gang of friends. All would be ok. So my mother did, I learned it is never the same going back home. Things change, new experiences.
Looking back, I now believe that I was making my parents upset, maybe even feeling guilty because the move was so my father would be 15 minutes closer to work. After a few weeks of misery, my mother put me in the car and drove me back to Stow where our minister’s wife had gathered together with her son along with 3 or 4 of my friends.
Looking back, I now believe that I was making my parents upset, maybe even feeling guilty because the move was so my father would be 15 minutes closer to work. After a few weeks of misery, my mother put me in the car and drove me back to Stow where our minister’s wife had gathered together with her son along with 3 or 4 of my friends.
This is a lesson
Perhaps the minister’s wife had experience this situation with her own son (one of my best friends a year older than myself) or maybe from the number of churches her and her husband had served. Or she learned it from the sixth chapter of the gospel of Mark.
Perhaps the minister’s wife had experience this situation with her own son (one of my best friends a year older than myself) or maybe from the number of churches her and her husband had served. Or she learned it from the sixth chapter of the gospel of Mark.
As you heard early,
As you heard early,
It was a terrible reunion. We had fun, we did some of the things we always did together. We laughed, kidded each other. We had great fun. Yet even at 6 years old, I realized something changed. I had changed, they changed.
It was a terrible reunion. We had fun, we did some of the things we always did together. We laughed, kidded each other. We had great fun. Yet even at 6 years old, I realized something changed. I had changed, they changed.
I learned that day, in my own way, that you can physically go home again, but that Ella Winters and Thomas Wolfe was correct, you cannot go home again and things remained as they were when you left.
I learned that day, in my own way, that you can physically go home again, but that Ella Winters and Thomas Wolfe was correct, you cannot go home again and things remained as they were when you left.
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