Your Excellency:

October and November in these mountains often seem to me a time of melancholy and bereavement, of Demeter grieving the loss of Persephone, the good earth receding into itself.  In Look Homeward, Angel, Thomas Wolfe, who grew up less than a mile from . . .

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