Darby Strong

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Ever Homeward Bound

July 20, 2005 by darby

Recuperating took 3 days, and counting. Reminding myself what I love about the city of Chicago, my home of 7 years, took seconds. I peered out of the airplane window to the lake and world-class city that still holds a piece of me in her memory, as much as I hold a piece of her in mine, or more accurately, a million little pieces.

The people of this fair city are what holds me close to her. A cubs game was brewing, and the Addison Blue line stop provided a glimpse of what Wrigleyville would be dripping with in less than 3 hours. I scanned for Ronny Woo-Woo and the old lady with the walker and Cubs gear pouring over her like a Sosa waterfall gone awry. I thought of food, as any good ex-Chicagoan and present day Southerner would, and made mental plans to hit my favorites; Nancy’s pizza, Paterno’s for cheezy beef, and House of Hunan for chinese and “fried sugary things”. Mostly, I was looking forward to seeing my peeps.

2 days of back-to-back, nonstop celebration of summer in general and my visit in particular, Chicago’s unbridled humidity, and a stomach aching from never-ending laughter and joy, and it was high time to return to the slowcountry. It always takes that first visit back to the place you have left to help you see where you’ve arrived, which got me thinking about the concept of home.

Home was always where my parents lived, even after I left the nest in my eighteenth year to fly West. I longed for it, especially in troubling times, as it was the place that cared for me and nurtured me. Now, I have often been at a loss about where I consider home to actually be. I have tried to call 6 states and twice as many towns and cities home since my abrupt and determined flight. Still, I feel like a wandering, homeless gypsy, with my concept of home changing as much as my hair and my body has.

Now an adult, my friends have become my family, who nurture me in adulthood much like my blood family did in my youth. My main home is now in the Lowcountry, where my best friend David and I live. With other homes in Chicago, London, the Virgin Islands, D.C., and sprinkled throughout the states of Colorado, Oregon, California, Ohio, NewYork, Florida, and Texas, I have come to see pieces of home in all of the places which house my most beloved kin.

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  1. Gwen says

    July 21, 2005 at 8:15 am

    I just wish we could’ve arranged our stupidly hectic weekend schedule to spend some time with you! I am glad you had a great time, but I am so sorry we missed you on this trip. Much love from Casey & I…..

  2. Gary Strong says

    July 22, 2005 at 6:36 pm

    Do we have to be “friends” to be Family or can “Family” also be friends?

  3. Mark says

    July 23, 2005 at 2:12 am

    It sounds like “In My House” was more appropriate than I originally thought. I think it’s very true that friends are family. Saturday night into Sunday afternoon was such a fun and wild time. It’s always great to see you. If you haven’t thought about it, you and Dave should try to see Vince when the tour comes to your hood, which is soon. Take care.

  4. Mag says

    February 27, 2008 at 7:46 am

    That’s a lovely entry Darby.
    I have found the same HOME as you with Mike. It’s where he is. Have been a bit of a gypsy too with Cork, Kerry, Dublin (Ireland), London, Munich (Germany), Sydney (Australia) and various side trips like the summer of 1998 in the lovely Chicago. I cherish the memories of all my places and going back brings a heart filling sense of belonging.

    Now in the evening when I am in vision range of my house and Mike and Lassie and Tom are home – that’s home!

    My friend Arati who lives in LA says, following from the African village model, that our friends are our village, it’s a global one these days.

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