Thomas Wolfe Was Right

You can't go home again.

A new sign replaces an old one, torn down in my childhood. A walking trail from an interstate to the heart of downtown replaces the automobile underpass, the train station once above it torn down in my young adulthood.

Just as my mother's childhood home has recently been razed and my grandfather's 1920s Tudor too, both for grandiose houses, one a Disneyfied McMansion.

Home, but not.