We are losing bits of ourselves, of our senses, and of our collective memory, as we thrust forward into the ever-advancing technological age of the 21st century.

As we came to the end of the 20th century in America, I was compelled to stop and look back.

Back then, the cities and the small towns felt to me as if they were fading away. All that was there were ghosts of the memories of the past.

I was searching for our American identity; the truth of the American myth now, because the old one was long gone.

What I experienced wherever I went was a silent stillness.

It seems now, as if we were all waiting for something to happen. Or maybe we were remembering something that had happened already.