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Issues Index | Next => One of our readers is just returning home to New York after seven months studying in Israel. As with any great trip, he's learned and grown and now is eager to be Returning Home.
What is the most precious, the most exciting smell awaiting you in the house when you return to it after a dozen years or so? The smell of roses, you think? No, mouldering books. We have all got our 'good old days' tucked away inside our hearts, and we return to them in dreams like cats to favorite armchairs. The perfect journey is circular - the joy of departure and the joy of return. If you are as happy, my dear sir, on entering this house as I am in leaving it and returning home, you are the happiest man in this country. Happy the man who, like Ulysses, has made a fine voyage, or has won the Golden Fleece, and then returns, experienced and knowledgeable, to spend the rest of his life among his family! Now I shall return to my village and there will remain at the disposition of the nation.
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