LAKE PLACID, N.Y. – This is what Mark Johnson does every time he comes back to this place of enduring magic and memories:
He rises early and makes his way down from the hilltop hotel overlooking Mirror Lake to the main thoroughfare of this idyllic village.
He ducks into the Starbucks two blocks away, buys a medium cup of the day with a splash of whole milk.
He proceeds to walk slowly, up the street and down, with the same cosmic question in his head.
“How did we win that game?”