I Won’t Be Going Back…

To any of my old schools

Photo by Noah Buscher on Unsplash

“Goin’ back.” “Going up the country.” “Goin downtown.”

Phrases from songs half-remembered. Why do these fragments pass through my soul so quickly, or at all?

I sit down to write an essay about my old schools, and so of course Steely Dan pops into my memory. I can understand that. Great song, from Countdown to Ecstasy. I was…