Word: maze
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...deficient love for Dorrie" on their honeymoon their relationship has already entered a long, slow period of decline. So Larry discovers his true love during the bus tour of England that was a wedding gift from his parents. One afternoon the tour stops at Hampton Court, a large maze outside of London, and Larry the florist is entranced. He wanders around, lost, but he has found his passion in life. Shortly after he and Dorrie return home, he plants his own maze in his backyard...
...Wellers' marriage steadily deteriorates, and one day Dorrie hires a bulldozer to destroy Larry's backyard maze. Larry leaves Dorrie and his son Ryan and "his place on the planet." Only his job and his commission to create a maze for a friend of a friend save him from utter despair. Larry's mazes gain some local notoriety, and, when offered an opportunity to work on a maze in Chicago with a prominent landscaper, Larry quits his job and moves to the States...
...maze is a success, and Larry finds enough eccentrically rich prospective maze builders to sustain his own maze design business. He meets with success in his personal life as well. His new wife, Beth, is a beautiful, if self-centered, academic interested in women's studies and religion. Unfortunately, Larry's prolonged midlife malaise and Beth's scramble to the top of the ivory tower conspire to end this marriage...
Larry, after his second divorce, moves from Chicago to Toronto, where he continues running his maze firm, nearly succumbs to encephalitis, and meets a new love interest, Charlotte, who is lovely but dull. Larry is finally comfortable with himself and his life, and he and Charlotte throw a dinner party when both of his ex-wives venture to Toronto on the same weekend...
...spent another half an hour at the screen, taking advantage of its forthright answers to a veritable maze of cosmic quandaries. As a teenager I had appreciated such certainties; as an adult I was tempted to make fun of them. My secular college professors had insisted that truth is always complicated, relative, but I still felt the tug of religious absolutism. Watching a woman in a wheelchair beside me earnestly punching up answers on her screen, I concluded I was not alone...