” I came by there five years ago and where I shot the pheasant there was a hot dog place and filling station and the north prairie, where we hunted snipe in the spring and skated on sloughs when they froze in the winter, was all a subdivision of mean houses, and in town, the house where I was born was gone and they had cut down the oak trees and built an apartment house close out against the street. So I was glad I went away from there as soon as I did. Because when you like to shoot and fish you have to move often and always farther out and it doesn’t make any difference what they do when you are gone.”

— E. Hemingway.