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5addy 3ashed hs &adge, and we saled through to a campus of perfectly straght parallel streets lned from one end to the other &y unremarka&le two-story red&rck &uldngs.

Grssom "rdge, down Mercury "oule(ard, to the road that led to the 6171 gate.

1nd :atherne ?+s Pontac, my &rother, "en, and sster Lauren n the &ack as our father dro(e the twenty mnutes from our house, straght o(er the %rgl '. :athryn Peddrew, Ophela /aylor, 7ue 8lder,” he sad, tckng o2 a few more names. 1 lot of the women around here, &lack and whte, worked as computers,” my father sad, glancng at 1ran n the rear(ew mrror &ut addressng us &oth. 8e sad our good-&yes to her and clam&ered nto the mn(an, o2 to a famly &runch. :athaleen Land, a retr ed 6171 mathematcan, stll l(ed on her own well nto her nnetes and ne(er mssed a 7unday at church.

Land, who had &een one of my fa(orte 7unday school teachers. hat day af ter churc h, we spent a long whle catchng up wth the for mda&le Mrs. "ut years and mles away from home could ne(er attenuate the cty4s hold on my dentty, and the more ' eplored places and people far from $ampton, the more my status as one of ts daughters came to mean to me. 1s a callow eghteen-year-old lea(ng for college, '4d seen my hometown as a mere launchng pad for a lfe n worldler locales, a place to &e from rather than a place to &e. 8e gorged on fred-9sh sandwches at hole-n-the- wall )onts near "uckroe "each, (sted the $ampton Un(ersty Museum4s 6at(e 1mercan art collecton, and haunted local ant0ues shops. 5urng our tme home, ' spent afternoons wth my mother catchng matnees at the local cnema, whle 1ran tagged along wth my father and hs frends to 6orfolk 7tate Un(ersty foot&all games.

$e en)oyed tourng my Mane- &orn-and-rased hus&and through our neck of the woods and refreshng my connecton wth local lfe and hstory n the process. Old doctoral student at $ampton Un(ersty.