History is as much about the present as it is about the past. Historical thinking involves connecting our present to a continuity that has been going on for millennia.
A review of Don McLean’s nearly forgotten self-titled album that explores alienation, separateness, the agony of memory, the deeply painful dimension of nostalgia.
The moon had my soul as I stepped through the gate into the schoolyard. I listened hard for the sweaty shouts of teammates running ghost-like on the lined fields of memory. Echoes of their gameful cries disperse to memory. My gaze fixes now on an orange line of thin clouds lingering across the pale sky of coming day. ♨