I arrived on an August morning, book in hand. But for Seymour, who had already seen the book in an earlier draft, and had volunteered to copyedit, this wasn’t so exciting. Seymour wanted to talk about whether he would swim that afternoon. “What’s the temperature out there?” he asked. “It’s a little cool,” I answered. He pulled out his iphone and announced “67 degrees, that IS on the cool side.” Then he scrolled through and checked the weather in a few other places – places where his kids live, I think. He had all the information he needed at his fingertips. “Do you have trouble seeing that at all?” I asked. “Nope, my eyes have always been good.”
Seymour epitomizes the term, technogenarian. When we met to do our first interview 4 years ago, he wanted me to take a picture of him sitting at his computer. Then he wanted to show me his digital camera. So it was fitting to see him there on the couch playing with his new toy. I had to be honest – I had never seen a nonagenarian with an iphone. And that fact made him very happy.