Bridging generations through curiosity and joy Yesterday, I sat out on a journey that on paper sounded like a simple day trip a visit to story city of Cambridge with my 70-year-old landlord. What unfolded, though, was a lesson in perspective, proof that enjoyment and discovery do not fade with age. Instead, with a seasoned outlook and a proactive approach to life, each new experience can be infused with wisdom and a rare kind of joy. Anticipation made experience The morning began with the unstable English sky, a canvas of hazy blue punctuated by the promise of sunlight. My landlord, Mr. Richard was already at the front door, scarf wrapped with practiced elegance, in his old Range Rover discovery. I was struck, not for the first time, by the readiness with which he approached even the simplest adventure. Our plan was lose intentionally so, Mr. Richard maintained that rigid itineraries kill the joy of discovery, a mantra I would come to associate with his philosophy. His proa...
