I have been coming and going all summer- a whirlwind of conferences and symposia, up and down the eastern seaboard of the US and beyond. The tropical paradise that many of us experienced beat all- but all of this traveling along with the start of school, has left me, well,
a little beat. That is why, while driving upstate NY to yet another conference, a moment of serenity was staring me right in the face, at the stop of a traffic light, and across the street from the iconic diner in Roscoe, New York, pit stop to the world who are on their way to points north.