At the SAH meeting in Glasgow last June, as I ran into old friends or met new people, the topic of my appointment as JSAH editor kept coming up. Congratulations were regularly followed by variations on a perfectly reasonable yet still vexing question. “What,” some well-meaning person would ask, “is your vision for the journal?” Ill prepared for this question despite its predictability, I would mutter a few half-cooked phrases, watch as a brittle, God-help-us smile spread across my interlocutor's face, and then wait uncomfortably for another topic to touch down like a life buoy amid the drowning. The truth is, my vision at that point—a volatile mixture...

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