I thought of this last night as I was musing about coming back to Traverse City and our Reunion. Reunion sort of means coming back, returning to union.
We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
from T.S. Eliot, The Four Quartets
last night I looked at google maps of Traverse City and was blown away. I did not look long. I recognized the geographical layout--but not the buildings, lights, etc and I could not look long as I could not imagine, yet what all those buildings could be about?. Could it be that there is a mall close to the Bay, or a sewage treatment plant (all those round circles?) I will look again Before I travel east. for me TC has become a haven , a refuge, a place where I roamed and was safe in my childhood. The Bay was a sanctuary. I have heard again and again that it has grown, but inot what?
