Yesterday, I walked along the High Line in Manhattan between 17th Street and 33rd Street. The former elevated railway has been reclaimed as a magnificent public park. The experience of strolling through a city unmolested by the vehicular traffic below is marvelous.

I’m starting a list of places I would one day like to visit. First on the list is St. Lucia, a tiny island in the Lesser Antilles. My friends Ian and Amy suggested I join them there in February.  I can’t join them — by coincidence, I’ll be working close by in the Bahamas. But one day…