Our daughter, Elizabeth, is a bibliophile (a lover of the written word). I have no idea how many books she owns or has read in her life, but she would quickly tell you that the number simply isn’t large enough. Perhaps she inherited the trait from her mother, who can always be found with her cell phone/digital reader in hand or at least within arm's reach. The other day, Elizabeth and I got into a discussion about L. Frank Baum’s famous work, “The Wizard of Oz,” and Becky soon joined in. Looking back, I think the discussion was spawned by a question on “Family Feud” (I am an admitted videophil...