While visiting friends over Labor Day Weekend in West Virginia, I pulled out the dusty table tennis rackets and played ping pong for the first time in a very long time. I had learned from my parents and my grandfather, William Abrams. He was consistent and did not waste time in between points. He also did not believe in letting grandchildren win, and he forced us to get better. No “gimmes” for grandkids. Here I am playing against the son of a friend (and top defense lawyer) in a Beijung Summer Olympics t-shirt brought back from China by another attorney-friend who knew about my keen interest in these quaddrennial games.