You Can’t Go Home Again.


Harvard Professor Henry Louis Gates

Harvard Professor Henry Louis Gates (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

You can’t go home again.  You’ve heard this phrase before.  I thought about this because of watching Dr. Henry Louis Gates‘ show Finding Your Roots.  The three people he profiled were CNN’s Dr. Sanjay Gupta, Martha Stewart and Margaret Cho.  All three shared a similar story in one way.  There was nothing to return to from where they came from originally in the sense of a foundation.

Thomas Wolfe and Miranda Lambert were right.

 

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About tucsonmike

I am originally from Brooklyn, New York and now live in Tucson, Arizona. I have discovered a passion for writing. I have five books out now, with a sixth on the way. Take a look @ my book list: The Search for Livingstone An Affair of the Heart The Search for Otzi Griffith Justice in Space. Moriarty The Life and Times of a Criminal Genius Available now on Smashwords - Amazon and Barnes and Noble As to not bore my public with just "Buy my book," I am also interested in baseball, the outdoors, art, architecture, technology, the human mind and DNA. I learned Ashkenazi Jews, of which I am one, have to lowest rate of Alzheimer's in the world. Therefore, I treat my brain as a muscle needing a workout. I enjoy good food, flirtation, beautiful women (I am happily married for thirty years), so just flirting ;) I was considered autistic when I was young, trying to figure out if I have a mild form of Aspergers and learning from that. That is for future posts. You can also see I love history. Enjoy my sarcastic silly look at the world, and making History more interesting than a textbook.
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2 Responses to You Can’t Go Home Again.

  1. Irene says:

    Using his mug shot, Mike? Oh, dear. I love the show, but wish they’d pick me to profile. It would make for a fifteen minute program and end rather abruptly in some field in Europe where the potatoes grow and women stoop to pick up the remains. That field is where my grandmother was born.
    Sigh…no royalty, no surprising wonderfulness. Just dull, dull, dull.

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