I have always been fascinated by what we refer to as a ‘sense of place.’ We are always in a ‘place,’ and sometimes that place is welcoming and fills our senses. That sense we derive may have to do with the character embedded in a place or, perhaps, the patina of history burnished upon that place. We know that other people have been to this place. We know that they have passed through and left a little of their history there, but most often we do not know the specific history. We can only search, ponder, speculate, reconstruct. And so a place can play host to a thousand unknown lives in our imagination.