After reading “Buckeye” (1997), Sanders really makes me remember my hometown in this sentence, “All that I recognized, aside from the contours of the land, were two weeping willows that my father and I had planted near the road” (p. 4). The author used descriptive phrases throughout the entire story about his father and his childhood, but that sentence brought up so many memories for me. I lived in Kansas my entire childhood. I lived in three different houses, and each were about 20 minutes apart. In each one of those houses, I hold a memory very close to my heart. I lived in the first house until I was in fifth grade. I remember catching lightning bugs in the backyard with my Grandma Jill and going down to the creek with my older brother and
