One minor, yet unfortunate, result was that no one else was there to see a view reminiscent of a Maxfield Parrish painting. Billowing clouds gradually turned pink as they rose from a dark, Eastern horizon into a starlit sky ruled by a full moon.
Happily, our conference and several other conventions I've since attended have had more robust crowds than were on the beach that night. Although all the events had reduced turnouts (when compared to recent years), the attendees who ventured back into the airways were positioned for an updated "view" on our industry. Here are a few highlights.