When I remember my family, I always remember their backs. They were always indignantly leaving places.

Meaning of the quote

This quote is about the writer's memories of their family. They remember their family members always walking away, or leaving places, with frustration or anger. Even though the writer can't see their faces, they remember the backs of their family members as they walk away from different situations.

About John Cheever

John Cheever was an acclaimed American short story writer and novelist, known for his works set in the suburbs and New England. He won numerous awards, including the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction, and is considered a master of the short story form.

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