IT’S ALL MAGIC—or that’s how it seems to me, having been raised in the age of manual typewriters, mimeograph machines, record players, and dial phones. When my husband was in Europe for a good stretch recently, we spoke—and saw one another—via Skype every day! Straight out of 2001: A Space Odyssey (a movie that used to be the gold standard for futuristic imaginings but which now seems rather passé)! The downside: Before the call I have to fix my hair.