The Last of the Stanfields

by Marc Levy

The strange part is that it took traveling to the ends of the earth for me to realize that what I was looking for was right there in front of me the whole time. All I had to do was open my eyes and start noticing the wonder of the world outside my front door.

It made me think of an old African proverb. When an old person dies, it’s as though a library has burnt to the ground.