Today I had lunch at a nice oceanfront restaurant. I was seated inside at an oceanfront table — I don’t like to sit outside because I hate having to constantly try to keep everything from blowing away. Sitting at an outdoor table probably 8 feet from me was a family, mother and father around 50 and daughter late teens to mid twenties. During the 45 or so minutes we were there, the family with a nice oceanfront table at a nice restaurant didn’t speak to each other at all. They all had their faces buried in their phones texting. A sad commentary on family life.