The car sped down the highway. Many familiar hills and houses appeared on either side. The car gained speed as it headed down the hill. At the bottom, the highway leveled of!' across the bridge spanning the deep ravine. The noise of the automobile took on a new, hollow sound as it rolled upon the bridge. I looked over the valley spreading out to the left. How warm and green the valley was! How blue the sky was! How familiar it all was!
Hopper, Joseph D.
"Memento Of A Region,"
Manuscripts: Vol. 14
, Article 20.
Available at: http://digitalcommons.butler.edu/manuscripts/vol14/iss4/20