Okay, I am writing this while lying in bed on my back, propped up just enough to type. No, I’m not injured or in pain. My wife just took my two very young grandsons to the YMCA’s Summerfest so I’m enjoying “Quiet Time!”

Now don’t flip me off as a wimp just yet. For 15 minutes before they left I wrestled with them on the floor as they played “Get Granddad!” I still got it, though, at least in terms of roughhousing with a 3- and 5-year-old.

We are halfway through a two-week childcare stint. The first half we were in their home while my daughter and son-in-law worked. In the second half “Baba” and grandad are on their own at “Camp Geneva.” As I mentioned a couple of weeks ago in a previous column, we also filled in for a few days with an infant grandaughter in June. Obviously I am........

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