Ran into an old friend at City Hall today. He was running a press conference immediately before one I was holding. Hadn’t seen him in the longest time. We’re on opposite sides of the aisle, but it was genuine hugs and pats on the back. We used to play sports together and we hadn’t seen each other in years.

Decided to shoot him a note on the train ride home tonight, but I couldn’t find his email address. I had two office numbers and a fax number for him, but no email.

How can that be?, I thought. Then it hit me. There was no email when I put his numbers in my Rolodex. That was 25 years ago.

Son of a…