“They grow up so fast,” seemingly everyone tells us, gesturing at the kids. But they’re wrong. You bury your childhood everywhere you go.

(from The Morning News)

A lot to think about in that short but deep article. (I find myself imagining my own "satellite map" - the bright dot of my house, my parents' house, the dimmer dot of my workplace, the train station I drive to a couple times a year and the train station I get off at, the possibly-no-longer-existant-as-an-actual-physical-entity dot that was my grandmother's house...). Also the idea of the WWII generation slowly fading from memory into history, "glowing atlases dragged into graves."