Once More To The Lake

Immediately after the first paragraph I was already turned off by this piece of writing. I thought it was just going to be another couple pages of random jumble that probably wasn't so interesting. That opinion had 180'ed after the first page. E.B.'s one particular sentence midway through the second paragraph stating "It is strange how much you can remember about places like that once you allow your mind to return into the grooves which lead back," sums up the gist of this whole piece. Each paragraph winds down a random road starting from one thought or memory and sparking an intensely detailed recollection of sights, sounds, smells, etc. Each paragraph is seemingly unrelated yet every memory is tied together by the one place that is E.B.'s sacred lake.

I think everybody could relate to this story as everyone has a certain special place they hold close with them. It's cool that he is able to take this trip back to his boyhood paradise with the likes of his own son, a person who he sees more and more of himself in. However, put into perspective, this also seems like an outing that could lead to a serious midlife crisis...