Sometimes I feel as though the world is changing so quickly that I cannot keep up. My children are using technology in ways I could never have imagined. And, to them, it’s practically second hand.  

Read the other day how better health care and other environmental factors may allow some of us or others our near future to reach age 150 (and our Friday blogger only seeks 1/3 of that number).   I found myself musing what activities might one pursue approaching well short of those numbers.  

I've been asked many times what my favorite meal is and my answer changes each time. Although I do have a couple of favorite restaurants, it has as much to do with the people I'm with as much as the food.   For restaurants, nothing beats the chicken scapriello at Steve's Piccola Busaala, or the steak at Bryant & Cooper and the veal milanese at Trattoria Di Meo. I had some excellent pizza and salad last night at Pizza Beach in the City.  

One of my favorite questions that I ask in an interview is "Who is your favorite historical figure?"   The answers are both interesting and revealing.  Recently an interviewee said Abraham Lincoln.  Clearly, he is a worthy choice.  However, it might be too obvious.  My favorites are those where the person digs down.   Joanne turned the question on me and I pondered for a while, dug down and came up with Branch Rickey.

I met Bill a few months ago. Or, I should say, I reconnected with Bill at our 50th High School reunion a few months ago. When I heard that Bill played golf, I parked that bit of information in the back of my mind in anticipation of Gotham's annual golf outing. As the Golf outing, which was held on Monday, approached, I thought of Bill and invited him to join our foursome. Although it would be a long trip from New Jersey, Bill enthusiastically agreed. It was no surprise that Bill would be late on Monday. However, his call about 15 minutes before tee-off time was not expected.

A Lesson from History by Joseph Morris Everything's easy after it's done;Every battle's a "cinch" that's won;

  The sun was shining on Gotham.     What a beautiful day spent with old friends and new ones. And I have to say that my foursome never golfed better. Really. We golfed.

Every year my blog is published the day of the Gotham golf outing. I was never a golfer. I decided to try golfing as a physical education elective while I was a senior in high school. On my first day of class I took a long swing and happily watched the ball take off.