The Road Office

Tonight the office isn’t an office.

It’s a small wooden table at The Griswold Inn — a place that has been welcoming travelers since 1776.

Outside it’s a cold New England night. Inside, the room glows with warm light, old wood, and the quiet hum of conversation. Fireplaces crackle throughout the building. The walls are lined with maritime paintings and artifacts that have seen centuries of travelers pass through.

And tonight, one more.

A laptop open. A few emails to answer. Notes from the day’s showroom visits.

The road office.

Showrooms during the day. Emails at night. Small towns, historic buildings, and long stretches of highway connecting them all.

Places like this remind you that time moves differently in certain rooms.

This inn opened the same year a nation was born. Generations of people have sat in these chairs, shared meals at these tables, and carried on conversations about work, life, and opportunity.

Tonight it’s just another stop along the road.

But it’s also a reminder that the best parts of this business aren’t the orders or the numbers. They’re the people you meet, the relationships you build, and the places the journey takes you.

Sometimes the office is a showroom.

Sometimes it’s the car between towns.

And sometimes, on a cold New England night, it’s a quiet table in a 250-year-old inn.

The road office.