Like his clean, pared-down style, his stories live. They haunt. Last summer i saw my son sitting on a dock, his feet dragging in the water in the light of lazy contemplation, and i thought of that line from "Indian Camp" : "In the early morning on the lake sitting in the stern of the boat with his father rowing, he felt sure that he would never die". I heard that my grandfather had finally moved into a veterans home and i thought of that line from "The Killers", spoken by a boxer about to be killed : " I'm through with all that running around ".
- excerpt from
- The Ghost of Hemingway
- Stephen Marche
- 2015
https://classic.esquire.com/article/2015/10/1/the-ghost-of-hemingway
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