Report, if you have a problem with this page“ It wasn't until we dropped him at his university dormitory and left him there looking touchingly lost and bewildered amid an assortment of cardboard boxes and suitcases in a spartan room not unlike a prison cell that it really hit home that he was vanishing out of our lives and into his own. ”
Bill Bryson
From : I'm a Stranger Here Myself: Notes on Returning to America after Twenty Years Away
