Chapter Summaries

PART XII
You Can't Go Home Again

Chapter 47
A TRAVELER'S
EPILOGUE
I
walk around my hometown. Just as George Webber found in Lybia Hill, I discover that
even the streets of little Ridgeway are "foaming with life, crowded with expensive
traffic, filled with new faces he had never seen before." a real estate boom
is on. But it is not the "madness" that George saw in peoples faces
that I see, rather it is the pervasiveness of vibrant growth the sights, smells and
sounds of new construction. It is all very good, but its lost on me because I
have returned home heavily in debt. A home of my own, again, becomes only a dream.
People havent changed much.
Many are still leading "lives of quiet desperation", still spinning their wheels
in the same lamented ruts, except that some have moved or simply redecorated their ruts.
I do enough to keep the semblance
of a roof over my head and creditors at bay. Memories of the Odyssey flood like
tsunami and draw me back in the riptide. I undertake the enormous task of
assembling and collating all the journals and artifacts of the journey.
It
is also a time of self-appraisal. Alone, I wander my old training grounds: the beach
at Abino Bay, the abandoned railway line, the Point Abino Lighthouse. I ask myself: What
have I learned from my travels? Did I accomplish what I set out to do? How has
my outlook on the world changed? Do I feel like a better person for it? Having
done it, would I change anything about it? And what of home have I truly come
home again?
Home. In the lyrics of Neil
Diamonds "Heartlight", a musical tribute to E.T.,
it is so true that "Homes the most excellent place of all." But I
ponder Thomas Wolfes conclusion that you cant go home again. Was he
right?
You will have to read the whole
story to find out....