After hearing “Don’t Get Around Much Anymore” on 91.9, my husband, Carl, came up with the idea to get away to the Poconos for a couple of days this summer. It took a day or two to convince me I could manage for three days withoutmy 4-year-old grandson, who lives around the corner.

Early one Wednesday morning, we sailed up the Parkway to 287, 78 and 33. With a lunch break, it took about three hours of chit-chat and reminiscing about our honeymoon in the Pocono Mountains 53 years ago to make it to…