My father was born in 1898, my mother was born in 1907. My father and mother both rode in wagons pulled by horses and my father was a delivery boy with a buggy in Chicago. They went from horse and buggy to Model A’s and T’s,lived during the War to End all Wars WWI, the depression, WW II, Korea, Vietnam, witnessed Sputnik and John Glenn, and the First Step for Mankind. They did not live long enough to see cell phones and desk tops, lap tops, and the like. However, I am sure they would have taken it in stride. But I wonder if something was lost to all of us way back when the first Ford was rolled off the assembly line and we entered the “modern” age? Imagination was my childhood friend, not a TV screen.