{"id":2261,"date":"2021-08-22T22:14:18","date_gmt":"2021-08-22T22:14:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/?p=2261"},"modified":"2021-08-22T22:15:25","modified_gmt":"2021-08-22T22:15:25","slug":"walking-from-the-past-to-the-present","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/walking-from-the-past-to-the-present\/","title":{"rendered":"Walking from the past to the present&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>There&#8217;s something deeply satisfying<br>about exploring the world on foot.<br><br>When my years were in single digits,<br>I explored the city of Victoria.<br>It was my home, it was my mother&#8217;s birthplace,<br>and it felt big but usually also friendly.<br>It was the right size for me, perhaps.<br><br>Most of my dreams are of personal journeys,<br>on foot most often, down blocks,<br>or along endless hallways.<br>I&#8217;m always looking for something<br>or late for something, and unprepared.<br>It means that life can be mysterious<br>and unpredictable, and often lonely.<br><br>Just a week ago, I walked a few miles around Victoria,<br>down the tourist strip, through Beacon Hill Park,<br>where I&#8217;d played as a kid and marvelled at the peacocks,<br>and walked way up Cook Street, past the sites of both<br>of my grandfather&#8217;s long-demolished homes.<br><br>It made me reconsider what the words &#8220;home&#8221;<br>and &#8220;memory&#8221; are really worth<br>when most of the landmarks from my<br>neighbourhood had disappeared <br>after forty years.<br><br>But on this little real-world journey, my wife was with me,<br>and as we walked, we joked some old jokes, bickered in the heat,<br>and debated our directions, and i was not alone,<br>and the past was something that happened to<br>someone else, a long time ago.<br><br>Most cities are in some constant state<br>of reinvention and transformation.<br>This city and its occupants are no different.<br>We&#8217;re going somewhere &#8211; together.<\/p>\n<div class=\"pdfprnt-buttons pdfprnt-buttons-post pdfprnt-bottom-right\"><a href=\"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2261?print=pdf\" class=\"pdfprnt-button pdfprnt-button-pdf\" target=\"_blank\" ><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-content\/plugins\/pdf-print\/images\/pdf.png\" alt=\"image_pdf\" title=\"View PDF\" \/><\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2261?print=print\" class=\"pdfprnt-button pdfprnt-button-print\" target=\"_blank\" ><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-content\/plugins\/pdf-print\/images\/print.png\" alt=\"image_print\" title=\"Print Content\" \/><\/a><\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There&#8217;s something deeply satisfyingabout exploring the world on foot. When my years were in single digits,I explored the city of Victoria.It was my home, it was my mother&#8217;s birthplace,and it felt big but usually also friendly.It was the right size for me, perhaps. Most of my dreams are of personal journeys,on foot most often, down &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/walking-from-the-past-to-the-present\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Walking from the past to the present&#8230;<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[9,7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2261","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-memoirs","category-stories"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2261","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2261"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2261\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2316,"href":"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2261\/revisions\/2316"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2261"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2261"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2261"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}