On Melville Jacoby’s Trail

I understood how Mel perceived the world, but I had a blind spot. If I was ever going to truly connect with Mel, I needed to know what the places that mattered to him actually looked like. What did they feel like? How did they sound? How had three quarters of a century shifted these places? How had those places stayed the same?

To answer these questions, and to return to a place that had meant so much to a beloved member of my family, I traveled to China, Hong Kong, Macau, and Philippines.