My extremely competent now 80-year old mother is deft with email, and carries her flip phone with her everywhere she goes.  She's no Luddite; she just doesn't want to be prisoner of a "smartphone."  Lately she's been menaced by text--the presumption that she, along with...

To look at my aunt Kay in her 87th year, you wouldn't have known anything was wrong, really. She looked like any one of a legion of older ladies in south Florida. But those few of us who knew well her spotted the changes, the decline....