I Thought About All The People I

Whenever You Have Two Characters In A Book, Whether It's A Novel Or Nonfiction, You Run The Risk That The Reader Is Going To Like One More Than The Other. They're Going To Read One Chapter And Say, 'i Can't Wait To Get Back To The Other Guy.

By Now, The Morning Sun Was Just Over The Horizon And It Came At Me Like A Sidearm Pitch Between The Houses Of My Old Neighborhood. I Shielded My Eyes. This Being Early October, There Were Already Piles Of Leaves Pushed Against The Curb—more Leaves Than I Remembered From My Autumns Here—andless Open Space In The Sky. I Think What You Notice Most When You Haven’t Been Home In A While Is How Much The Trees Have Grown Around Your Memories.

But Our Eyes Are Different, What You See Ain't What I See.

The Word 'commitment' Has Lost It's Meaning. I'm Old Enough To Remember When It Used To Be Positive. A Commited Person Was Someone To Be Admired. He Was Loyal And Steady. Now A Commitment Is Something You Avoid. You Don't Want To Tie Yourself Down.

As Children Grow, They Gravitate To Their Fates.