In 1914, Theodore Dreiser left the successful novelist's life in New York and drove back to Indiana, a state he hadn't seen in over twenty years. This is the account of that journey, made with his friend and illustrator Franklin Booth, whose drawings would accompany Dreiser's prose. What begins as a simple homecoming becomes something deeper: a reckoning with memory, time, and the America that existed before the highway system reshaped the nation. Dreiser passes through four states and into his past, arriving in Terre Haute, Sullivan, Evansville, Warsaw, and Bloomington, confronting the towns of his youth and the man he left behind. The book moves between sharp observation of landscape and quiet reflection on failure, ambition, and what it means to return to a place that no longer exists in the way you remember it. It is Dreiser unguarded: earnest, vulnerable, uncharacteristically tender. Long before Kerouac logged his miles, Dreiser proved that the American road could be a path into the self.
