It is hard to imagine now, but there was a time, not so long ago, when we went to in-person conferences. We shook hands. We shared meals and toasted our glasses.
I have no idea when my global network will meet again, and not through the distorted lens of a webcam. There is a sense of grief for the way things were and a nostalgia for what life was like. When I look back, the last “normal” conference I spoke …