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Mostly, the wrenching decision to give up the keys is left to the elderly. With limited transportation alternatives, seniors who can't drive often become housebound and depressed. Last year, when Persis Thompkins, 80, of West Palm Beach, Fla., had a fender bender, she was terrified that she might lose her license. "I would have had to move into an independent-living facility," she said. Some communities offer low-cost vans and private-car services. But city buses and taxis are often all there is. Losing a license is like a death sentence to most people. That...
...Benenson, who is the world's leading expert in most things, called me over the weekend. "I just got a new Palm IIIe," he bragged, referring to the popular pocket-size digital organizer. He was particularly pleased with the price ($229). I waited, for cruel effect, then asked, "Is it too late to return it?" I am such a blowhard...
Perhaps I'm being hasty. Who knows if the thing will really work? Still, I'd hate to be 3Com. Its venerable Palm line is under siege from an army of cheap digital assistants that run the competing Windows CE operating system. And last week a dark horse arrived from Psion Inc., a company based in England whose palmtops are especially popular outside the U.S. The 12.5-oz. device is the Psion 5mx ($549, list) and runs on a clever 32-bit operating system called Epoc, which has legions of devotees, just like Palm's OS. Epoc, you should know...
...suburban central Connecticut, where I'm from, taxicabs are reserved for special occasions like the seasonal grandmotherly trips to the airport to catch the 6 a.m. flight to West Palm. Even in Cambridge, the few cabs I've taken have been those at the head of a long line of other taxis, all waiting patiently for their next fares. Once, my friends and I were forced to telephone for a cab when the T had stopped running for the night...
...suburban central Connecticut, where I'm from, taxicabs are reserved for special occasions like the seasonal grandmotherly trips to the airport to catch the 6 a.m. flight to West Palm. Even in Cambridge, the few cabs I've taken have been those at the head of a long line of other taxis, all waiting patiently for their next fares. Once, my friends and I were forced to telephone for a cab when the T had stopped running for the night...