In the past several years, I have had as much luck visiting the historically preserved home of iconic Southern writer Eudora Welty as I would have had when she was alive. The front door is always shut to me. Miss Eudora, a lifelong bachelorette — no one ever was dumb enough to call the vastly accomplished woman “a spinster” or “old maid” — donated to the state of Mississippi in 1986 the Jackson home she lived in since she was a child.