Considerable time has passed. Single years, decades, and now scores of years have long since passed under that inscrutable bridge paralleling human mortality. I have changed much. She has changed much. The world around us has changed much. Our relationship has changed much. Everything has changed much. And now that once Gibraltar-like closeness we felt when we were unfalteringly together as nestlings no longer exists. That’s right, it no longer exists and no amount of pretension will alter that fact one scintilla. Our interactions now more closely resemble the coolness and aloofness—properly tempered with the requisite politeness and diplomacy which modern society expects, of course—that one feels when in the presence of a benign stranger. Tom Wolfe was spot-on when he said you can’t go home again, and no amount of sentimentalizing and treacly re-enacting will ever alter this stark truth with regard to places, times, and, most critically…..the people who pass through our lives as the years pass by and eventually dwindle away.
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