I realized that I need not look further than conversations with my own son to get my fill of one-line zingers when nostalgia for New Jersey attitude comes over me. A “chat” with Max often leaves me feeling slow and thick-headed, sputtering for just the right comeback. His sharp wit reminds me so much of Scott, my brother-in-law Eric and my cousin Dustin… and because that’s so nice to see…those familial genes playing out before my eyes as he grows older and smarter by the second, I will be graceful about losing these verbal duels. No need to always have the last word.