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June 5, 2019
Made a beeline for the ferry on the drive back home, hoping to catch the 8:30 boat with time to spare (meaning: get a clam pie for dinner at Pepe’s!). It was just going 5:00 PM by the time I was crossing the bridge, and by the time I was across it, there was essentially no traffic; all those state workers were headed somewhere else. Driving back roads without trucks, on a beautiful day with blue skies and sunshine, the conference literally in my rear view mirror – it was a nice drive, through a bucolic, green landscape.