My wife Jean and I decided to celebrate our 20th anniversary with a week-long beach vacation.

It would be our first one in years without our daughter, who had just started college a couple of weeks earlier. We were both excited about the opportunity to have some adult-type fun without having to worry about being interrupted or overheard, and we were really looking forward to it.

Our first couple of days at the resort were highly enjoyable, but the third started off badly, as I got sick, and was in no condition to stray far from a bathroom. Jean loyally volunteered to stay by my side, but I said it was absurd that she should have to play nursemaid to me when she could go have fun at the pool and work on her tan. She assured me it wouldn’t be fun without me there, but I insisted she try to make the most of... Read More