Hillbilly Elegy

(Rick Simeone) #1

Chapter 1


Like most small children, I learned my
home address so that if I got lost, I could
tell a grown-up where to take me. In
kindergarten, when the teacher asked me
where I lived, I could recite the address
without skipping a beat, even though my
mother changed addresses frequently, for
reasons I never understood as a child.
Still, I always distinguished “my
address” from “my home.” My address
was where I spent most of my time with

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