9/11 Wakes up Rip Van Winkle In The Trenches Of American Society
This is for those of us who would be happy with a chapter-by-chapter comparison of Book 3 and Book 4. This is for those of us who would prefer to read them together and under the same cover, comparing the continued problems with the current administration as seen from the eyes of an average American from the trenches of society.
Read an excerpt:
Something earth shattering had occurred. People are running up and down the streets talking excitedly of an event that just occurred. I walked in to the corner store I once tended to. The prices of my favorite candies as a youth had somehow gone through the roof. This was going to take some time and getting used to. The Newspapers were covered with the horrific 9/11 attacks on what I hear called the twin towers. I am hearing the crashing down of the twin towers as a result of planes crashing into them as the sound that was heard around the world. It is this event that they are referring to as 9/11 that I have to credit with waking me from my long slumber. I knew of planes in my youth but never imagined they could be used as deadly weapons. I never thought of them as what would change my world. I have heard of Muslims in my youth but did not realize that they were determined to wipe my family and country off the map. I have to sit on the side of the street and take all of this in. It is a little more than my long sleeping mind can take all at once.
I continue on my way to my old neighborhood to find my parents and siblings had died. My old house on Gallows hill was still there but was no longer the happy family structure I had known in my childhood. I was happy to find that a neighbor woman who had known me as a child still recognized me. Of course she was older now but we just held each other and wept for lost times that would never be recovered. I caught up on the many events that had changed my world while I was in my long sleep. It seems that during my dreams I had gone on to higher learning. I had gotten a college degree, had a family of 4 sons and a wife. I found this very perplexing and found myself wondering what happened to them.
I quickly learned that Salem as I knew it was no longer the innocent childrens paradise that I had known. We had spent countless hours exploring the hills of Gallows hill. Today they are in large part more, replaced with hundreds of houses, cars, and bustling with an unfamiliar activity. The coast line harbors and bays we once roamed carelessly and endlessly were now off limits to most people. We had spent countless hours exploring the many wrecks and abandoned boats that choked the harbors of Salem in those days. Salem was a childhood paradise in those carefree days. This freedom is gone forever replaced by rules, laws, and regulations designed to regulate once open lands and your safety and freedom. Coming from a world of freedoms as we knew it then I found this hard to understand. The streets were extremely busy, fast, and dangerous to walk on. When I got to one of my favorite places of adventure it was just a fraction of the size of my youth. Salem Woods was thought of as an endless realm of woods, rolling hills, and swamps fields and streams. It was dismaying to look at it now squeezed between many houses and rushing highways. This was all too much for this frail mind to take in.