Today I visited the Fox Cemetery in Berkley, Massachusetts where my mother-in-law and first son are buried. It’s pretty humbling to read grave markers with dates that not only pre-date the Declaration of Independence, but do so by several generations. I can’t even imagine the fortitude and dedication of purpose required to survive, much less prosper, in this part of the country in the 17th century. What would you do if there were no Starbucks, Internet, or air conditioning?