Wallace Stegner Quotes:
Ocupation: Historian
Life: February 18, 1909 - April 13, 1993
Birthday: February 18
Death: April 13
A muddy little stream, a village grown unfamiliar with time and trees. I turn around and retrace my way up Main Street and park and have a Coke in the confectionery store. It is run by a Greek, as it used to be, but whether the same Greek or another I would not know. He does not recognize me, nor I him. Only the smell of his place is familiar, syrupy with old delights, as if the ghost of my first banana split had come close to breathe on me.
source: Wallace Stegner (2000). “Wolf Willow: A History, a Story, and a Memory of the Last Plains Frontier”, p.29, Penguin
topic: Running, Smell, Tree, Banana Splits
