I recently reconnected with an old friend, who invited me to come and visit one evening.  I was delighted to find out that she now runs a horse farm in rural North Carolina.  She started to give me directions over the phone, but when she got to the part about “turn off of the paved road,” my mind blanked.  “Just give me your address,” I said.  “I’ve got a GPS Navigator.  I’ll find you!” I plugged...