Memories of one’s younger life and the adventures seem to blend into a massive joyful past. Oh, how one longs for those days, thinking how marvelous it would be to be back in our own town for just one day.
Think about the endless bike rides…Mom’s meatloaf…Velveeta cheese…the emergence of Kool-Aid and Sunbeam bread…
The successful stage play “Our Town” allows us to see what that day would be and how one’s memories are often mixed and convoluted into something very different.
Twilight Zone…does that stir any memories in those of the 1960s? This is one that clings to the theme which winds through the mind.
Here is the beginning of Martin/Gig Young's thought in "Walking Distance":
What happens next? After he makes that turn?
Watch the next few minutes, and see how it all works out.
Can anyone go home again?