One of the enduring memories of my childhood, the first time I remember some place we had visited before. The famous Biloxi lighthouse on the Gulf Coast always leads me home.
Excerpt:
“A map is a thing used for navigation that sits in the glove box or between the front seat and the middle console, coffee and tear-stained, torn and written upon and I learned to read one at an early age Rand McNally unfolded across my lap as I traced with my index finger a route we were driving down Highway 90 another highway, another day and this was before I learned about landmarks about place about people actually living in the same place for more than a few days without moving but I traced my finger and realized we were close to Mobile close to Granny and Papaw close to something like home but not home for us and then I looked up and Daddy was drinking coffee and smoking a cigarette and there just ahead was a lighthouse—that famous Gulf Coast, Biloxi lighthouse—and it stood sentry in the middle of the road standing its ground through hurricanes and depressions and civil war and serving as a beacon guiding us home-not-home but somewhere familiar…”
Read the full piece here in the October 2021, Issue #23 of Anti-Heroin Chic Magazine.