He never had a satisfying answer. "I don't have a reason." "I can't explain why." "Give me more time to think about it." "It's a mystery to me, too." Then he became annoyed: "Why? That question bores me." But during our final visit, he was more reflective. Isn't everybody, he said, seeking the same thing in life? Aren't we all looking for contentment? He was never happy in his youth—not in high school, not with a job, not being around other people. Then he discovered his camp in the woods. "I found a place where I was content," he said. His own perfect spot. The only place in the world he felt at peace. fascinating article.At the very end of each of our visits, I'd always asked him the same question. An essential question: Why did he disappear?
It's true, I think we are all searching for this place. I know that I am and sometimes that is the problem. Contentment is something to find, in the future when the reality is that it's more than likely available to us all NOW. What at this moment is lacking?
That would be a great Askhubski post.What at this moment is lacking?
This is hilarious. Why? Because of how wrong My Side of the Mountain got everything. Living off of turtle soup and tree roots? Nope fuck that, marshmallows and candy.
Sam Gribley this man certainly is not. He was definitely more successful in not being found - but then, Sam wanted to be found.
I don't know that I agree with the breaking into to houses. Why wouldn't he have just caught or grown all of his food? Perhaps the article goes into that detail, but I only read a small bit before heading out. I'll scan this more thoroughly to see if that's explained.