Last winter, as Inside the Liberal Arts was about to debut, an unexpected detour caused by a California blizzard [see: “Tahoe Days”, June 24th] led me on a brief trip back in time to a place that I hadn’t seen in fifty years, and never in winter. It was a Nevada ranch where, in a sense at least, my liberal education began. The experience smacked of  “Brideshead Revisited”:  a slightly surreal journey back to a place that evoked mostly happy memories, yet the return was unexpectedly poignant.