I have lived in 11 states from Alaska to Virginia and many in between. I have witnessed a wheat harvest in the heart of Kansas and the migration of Sand Hill Cranes near Sacramento. I have indulged in Buffalo wings at the restaurant that birthed them and mastered the art of picking blue crabs in Maryland.

It is one of those moments that makes me close my eyes and inhale deeply–an intelligent, educated professional inserts the word “myself” in a sentence where the word “me” should have been used.