What is it to Frolic?

“When was the last time you frolicked?” I was asked recently. Well, let’s see. Was it at the age of 9 when my sister and I built a tent with old Army blankets hanging over the clothes line in our backyard? It was a hot summer day in Enid, OK, and we wanted shade, so we draped those worn covers over three strings of wire and sat down thinking we were clever. After about five minutes we were…