On a spring day at University of Florida, I walked from Professor Haftka’s office, now my own. Up the small rise from aerospace, near the student union and under the trees, I made my way to class. Years of developing the Navier–Stokes equations for aerospace students, joined by mathematics students. The room held thirty, yet forty arrived, ten seated on the floor. A failed attempt at seeing mathematical beauty, but a perfect walk. Then Covid arrived.