The first time I met Gabe Samuels was over lunch in a fancy midtown restaurant. He was clearly in great discomfort, moving rigidly, unable to turn from side-to-side without repositioning his entire body to face this way or that. After a while he told me he had been that way since waking from a car accident to find out his wife had died and he almost did, too. If not for the love of his daughters, Gabe said he would not be there having lunch with me that day. As a cub reporter beginning to cover media, I already knew of Gabe, who had a reputation for being a pioneer of "new" media ... what we would call "digital" today.