In High School, I spent a few very pleasant weekends at the Thayer Hotel on the campus of the U.S. Military Academy at West Point. This past week let me revisit those old stomping grounds. All the stonework is the same, and the knickerbocker-clad Hudson Highlands are immortal. My goodness has the security posture changed, though. The highways of the last century were built for gates that no longer admit visitors.