After reading more into the life of
Christopher McCandless’ early life, the way he lived his final months actually
makes sense to me. Chris lived his life as many American teens do, he grew up
in the suburbs, with a mother and father who wanted the best for him. The story
about McCandless’ relationship with his dog, Buckley, showed me just how
determined he was. He raced this dog on a run every day only to lose. Yet he
continued to try, and one day he did it. He beat Buck, and ran around this
house in excitement. Later in life, he was the sort of kid who was really into
philosophy and actually doing something that could matter in the world. He
shows his kindness by feeding the homeless, and his lack of faith in the world
in his arguments about society. However Chris’ world shattered one faithful
summer when he drove to his father’s old neighborhood in California. McCandless
unearthed secrets that tore his image of his dad straight down. Walter
McCandless had led a sort of double life. His previous marriage hadn’t really
ended when his relationship began with Chris’ mother. Chris seemed secretly
devastated by this, and I can only imagine the betrayal he felt. But it didn’t
surprise me at all that the man who died by himself in the middle of Alaska had
a home life like this. If society were to show me its true colors in that way,
I could see myself just trying to get away from it and what it stood for.
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