The novelist and essayist Wallace Stegner, in his book Where the Bluebird Sings to the Lemonade Springs, reflects that: “Place is not a place until people have been born into it, have grown up in it, lived in it, known it, and died in it — have both experienced and shaped it, as individuals, families, neighborhoods, communities. ... Some are born in their place, some find it, some realize afte
This story is from Common Good issue 07.