We took the family to one of those restaurants where the walls are plastered with movie memorabilia. I went off to see the hostess about reserving a table.
When I returned, I found my 11-year-old daughter staring at a poster of Superman standing in a phone booth. She looked puzzled.
"She doesn't know who Superman is?" I whispered to my husband.
"Worse," he replied. "She doesn't know what a phone booth is."
