Probably just about everyone is familiar with Robert Frost’s poem “The Road Not Taken.” It begins with the line: “Two roads diverged in a yellow wood.” The poet’s words paint a vivid picture of a dirt ...

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could – Robert Frost Fort Myers and Naples, while ...

“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I — I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.” Ron McAllister is a sociologist and writer who lives in York.