I learned recently that getting a message through to someone sometimes requires drastic measures. In this instance, getting my grandkids grounded for what they did to my wife wasn’t going to be a strong enough lesson. To redeem themselves, I gave them a tricky task. I, Clarence, 74, have always known my wife, Jenny, 73, to be the kindest and sweetest soul. This was true especially when it comes to our grandchildren. Yearly, without fail, she knits beautiful, intricate sweaters for their birthdays and Christmas. It’s a tradition she pours her heart into. She’d often start on new projects well before the occasion.