![]() But somewhere around then Thoreau’s uncompromising social critique grew tiresome. In college I made my pilgrimage to Walden - hence the dip. Thoreau’s reflections on nature inspired me to take a notebook out to the forest preserves that dot suburban Chicago, determined to think deep naturey thoughts of my own. (It didn’t seem useful for attracting girls, not that anything else worked better … ). When I read the book for the first time at age 17, it reawakened the intellectual curiosity that I tried to bury in high school. It was a climax in my relationship with Thoreau and his Walden. For a few exhilarating, painful moments we swam, and I imagined some hard-to-name kinship with the pond’s most famous neighbor, the 19th century eccentric Henry David Thoreau. ![]() ![]() ![]() On a frigid January night some years ago, a friend and I snuck into a Massachusetts state preserve, stripped naked, and charged into Walden Pond. ![]()
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