You can't go home. The days of elephants on the lane are no doubt gone forever. The watching children are grown with children and/or grandchildren of their own. The city and country have changed. Only memories remain; the sounds of exotic birds, the cry of gibbons in the trees, gun-shots in the night, a pet bear eating leftovers in the driveway. In North Alabama, through my yard might pass deer, possums, raccoons, fox, coyotes and maybe a wildcat from time to time. No elephants. Sigh.
