The Wednesday before Thanksgiving Joyce and I went out to eat in downtown Orlando with my middle son and his girl friend. There was a couple of 30 somethings seated across an aisle from us. From the time that they were seated until they left, they literally did not say a word to each other. Both were on their cell phones either texting, playing games, or what ever. The only time they spoke was to order and pay the tab. They were together, and needed to talk to someone else, I suppose.
For nearly an hour they shared a table and a meal, and not much else.
