On Returning to my Hometown
Ones Hometown can often be this entangible thing over time. Changing, growing, or atrophying from the core out. I grew up just 20 minutes outside of London, and I lived in London from 1987 until just after Mom died in 2001. I’ve been away ever since. In that time, but for brief visits back, I have seen the main streetscape in London change and decay. … Continue reading On Returning to my Hometown