Tom Junod recalls taking his elderly father out on the town in Long Island, two distinguished men of the world, attempting to bond after a lifetime of existential friction. “I remember we were drinking grasshoppers, which were ‘in’ at the time, when this 81-year-old woman just walked up and gave him her number,” Junod says. “I asked him, ‘Is this what it was like in your prime? Women handing you phone numbers?’ I was wonderstruck.