An evil aunt and a gun-wielding motorist: The week in ’79 that changed my view of the U.S. forever
I’ve been meaning to buy Thomas Wolfe’s “You Can’t Go Home Again” as I experienced something similar to what his leading character did in that classic novel from 1934. It was a week in 1979 when I tried hitchhiking from Los Angeles to my hometown of Eugene, Ore., after traveling around the world alone for a year. It was a disaster, punctuated by rude friends, an evil aunt and a motorist who pulled a shotgun on me. It changed my views of America forever.
