Last week I ran into the grocery to pick up a couple of things .. just an in and out. Through the doors I focused on the bakery walking through the deli passing people on my right and on my left. Snagging the loaf of Italian bread and dropping it into the basket on my arm I angled into the vegetable aisle for a couple of green bananas. As I was waiting for a checkout station to open up IT hit me. I was standing in the midst of a hundred people and I could have just beamed down from the Starship Enterprise and been more connected to the human family than I felt at that moment. I said to myself “This is creepy”. Fast forward to this week … Grandma Keri in the midst of teens, tweens, a 6 year old, their friends and assorted cousins. I was feeling that generational disconnection when this narration came to mind as I listened to the gaggle of kids in the kitchen … “There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man’s fears and the summit of his knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination. It is an area which we call the Twilight Zone.”. Thank you Mister Serling, now I understand.