It was the best of days; it was the worst of days

     Today I was chatting with a friend and the subject of computers came up. I told her the story of the
day a young fellow in the newsroom whom I was training to work on the web site told me in effect he was surprised somebody "your age" was computer savvy. I asked the kid who he thought invented them and that was the end of that.
     But that brought to mind another computer story. They say the best and worst day in a boy's life is the day he beats his father at something. Well at the time this happened I only had a daughter. Her mother related  the story to me. It seems one day my daughter complained to her mother that she had always gone to me when she had a computer problem. And then one day I had to go to her with a computer problem. Best day/worst day. So it goes
     And my son who came along later? I don't remember the exact day, but it was somewhere around eighth or ninth grade and in succession he threw up a 3-pointer over me and then on the very next play got me off balance with a quick-step fake, dribbled around me and put up a layup while I watched flat-footed — posterized. I won't go into his expertise with video games.  I never had a chance there.
    I have to say they may be best and worst days for my kids, but for a proud papa, they were the best.