


It changed the way I looked at the whole journey it definitely raised the stakes. It was the first time I had driven Lake Cook Road with precious cargo. That same January evening, we brought our firstborn son home from the hospital. As we were driving home on Lake Cook Road, I noticed every car that wasn’t coming to a complete stop or was swerving within their lane even the slightest I over-analyzed every yellow light. One evening in late January, that drive was very different. If you are at all familiar with the area, you can relate to the fact that I must have driven Lake Cook Road… about 1,000 times per year. When we were first married, my wife and I lived and worked in the northwest suburbs of Chicago. The Unique Challenge of Optimizing UC Traffic Over Your Network: The Treacherous Ride Home
