I think Lileks is a wonderful writer. Really excellent. I don't own any of his books (yet) but I read the Bleat most every day and usually really enjoy it. This week he's been writing about his trip home for his (30th?) high school class reunion. After reading today's installment I think this is one of the things he's best at. I'm not sure what to call it - the retrospective, the look-back-and-forth. It's not earth-shaking, but he captures an essence that seems not often to be distilled.