They do have a good time together.
They played golf. Competed in nightly rounds of Canasta. And went kayaking on calm summer mornings.
We had dinner with friends from town.
Relaxing hours on the shore.
Lunch at the Pie Hut, the purchase of an old wooden milking stool, the cleaning out of the office, numerous trips to the dump and the Pantry, exploring the “treasures” in the lower basement and lots and lots of laughter (much of it centered upon the Funny Grandson).