My son called me on Father's Day and said thank you for all t6he wise instruction which he had ignored over the years, as he was now discovering, hard though it was to admit, that Dad was right about most things. I told him I had been working on the wrong assumption, to try and tell him the rightest things I could think of, when what I should have done is give him calculatedly terrible advice, counting on him not to take it. I told him it was OK, though, his brand of intransigent self-determination runs in the family.

It was a good talk!

Last night we went to a party to celebrate two graduations of some dear friends of the younger set; amazing what a bright, high-energy creative and thoughtful generation we have coming up behind. I feel optimistic about the future of humanity when I see these guys operating.