My 30 year old younger son came for dinner. We had an eye round roast, mashed potatoes, with mushroom gravy. He wanted macaroni and cheese with my homemade cheese sauce too. Being smart, I figured I could fix Mac & Cheese another night and rope him into another visit. I don’t think there has ever been a parent who hasn’t wished their adult children could magically be 7 or 8 or whatever their child’s “cute age” was, again. But he turned out OK and I am still high from the visit.

He had this idea about unloading baggage from a moving train, as if it were a huge problem. I think the venture capitalists would rather put their money into Artificial Intelligence, rather than a minor problem in a moribund form of transportation. But what do I know?