There are any number of advantages to living and practicing law in the Upper Valley. To that lengthy list we can add another. On Friday, I left the office in the mid-afternoon to go to the bank and the post office. As I walked down Hanover Street, I noticed a pair of ducks attempting to cross the street. But every time the male tried to lead his partner across, a car would zoom by, and the two would hurriedly retreat. This happened several times until I approached the ducks and began to talk to them (I am not making this up). I told them (with words and gestures) that I could lead them safely across the street. SOMETHING must have clicked inside their little duck heads, because they slowly and cautiously approached me, and I slowly walked into the street, and stopped traffic both ways. The ducks then nonchalantly crossed the road, I waved the traffic on, and went about my business. I’m thinking about changing my motto to “Not Just Another Duck Crossing Guard.”