When I was about 13 I saw Thornton Wilder's Our Town for the first time on PBS' Great Performances. The unbearable nostalgia struck me deeply, not yet aware that it had already become a Great American Cliché. I responded as Emily in the play does upon the knowledge that she will never be able to relive her many moments of ordinary happiness, "Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it?--every, every minute?" It is only upon seeing it again that I realized there is a kind brilliance in the callow way Wilder writes this character: often mocked, but quite correct. Emily responds as a child might upon the knowledge that she is no longer the unconscious center of her universe: and so did I.

The Earth, the solar system, the galaxy, the universe: home... )

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