What a magical night! My wife and I strolled through a seaside village, three decades after we spent our honeymoon there. It was the Christmas tree lighting in Cape May. A haven for the richest men in the world, a century and a half ago. The world zoomed on, but for the bed and breakfasts, Cape May survived. So, there on Cape May's tree lighting night, with all the lights, and carriages and Norman Rockwell kisses, we saw magic. Better than anything I've watched on the silver screen.