Recently, my wife's brother and sister-in-law visited us for a few days. Along with them came their smart-phones (my wife and I have one antiquated "dumb-phone" that we use for traveling or for certain occasions only). Of course, wherever my in-laws were, their smart-phones came along, with the requisite browsing and texting. One day we went to a beautiful botanical garden for a stroll and some picture-taking. And of course, along came the smart-phones. Well, my brother-in-law decided to separate himself from the rest of us and proceeded to text his every move to his wife, who was with the rest of us. Every few minutes of peaceful silence and enjoyment of the wonderful sights was interrupted by a barrage of texts, with their accompanying screams for attention. A wonderful outdoor moment in nature ruined. And oh, they are in their late 60s!

What we are now experiencing has been aptly termed, "Persistent Interruption Technology," and from what I can see, quite addicted to it.

I'm 61 and glad I'm on the far side of the PITs.