This morning I sat at breakfast overlooking the city of Bath and River Avon. It is an enchanting scene, particularly as the sun begins to rise. It was magnificent to watch the gray give way to pink, orange, and finally a bright blue. I sat in silence and pondered how in a few hours this same light would stretch across the ocean and shine upon my homeland. Soon it would beckon to a new day my friends on the East Coast, the hills of Tennessee, my beloved Morgantown, and on to the West Coast. In our different locations, still we will share this same light. All the joys and sorrows, good and evil, accomplishments and fear this day brings will occur under this same light. And as we share this light, perhaps we can see that even though we each are unique and quite different, in many ways we each are very much alike.