What it Means – Earlier this year
Eating a brie and pear sandwich in the quarter on leaving New Orleans Feb 2005 – with N who articulated something about place for me, he said, “I could picture living in San Francisco, New York or Chicago. I can actually picture living in a few other places. But I cannot imagine not living in New Orleans.” I swear I finally bit into the pear right when he said that. And still it was not my decision to move home – it was S who woke up one day daunted by the path EHDD was on, by the forty grand we would spend on the front yard, and knowing that I would be gone yet another summer that propelled us here.