Grandfathers are always wise, but not always so smart – On Saturday I spent the afternoon supervising and assisting my favorite eldest grandson Casey and favorite youngest granddaughter Teiya as they helped us in our downsizing, this with cleaning up our basement that had become the repository for a whole s#&tload of stuff and junk over the past 13 years we’ve been in the house – One of the things to take care of was a large pink cardboard castle that was the centerpiece for one of my favorite eldest granddaughter Venice’s birthdays years back – It was constructed of large refrigerator shipping boxes, and an assortment of smaller but still large cardboard boxes riveted together with plastic rivets, and the whole thing painted pink with a weather vane and rooster on top of the main structure – This meant using utility knives to cut it apart into smaller easily carried out pieces – As a good grandfather I spent a few minutes going over the proper use of a utility knife, how to draw the knife safely towards you, how to open and close it, and cautions with how you pointed it around – the instructions were brilliant, even without a Powerpoint video – So, we proceeded to dismantle the castle AND DAMNED IF WITHIN THE FIRST 10 MINUTES I JAMMED MY BOX CUTTER INTO MY LEFT FOREFINGER DRAWING BLOOD…! I BLED THE WHOLE 3 HOURS AND WAS SAVED ONLY BECAUSE I HAD SEVERAL TISSUES IN MY JACKET POCKET I WRAPPED AROUND THE WOUND AND THAT WORKED PRETTY WELL – Teiya and Casey hadn’t noticed what I’d done until I was handing out their pay and Teiya saw the blood – I had a very brief explanation, but so much for grandfather’s wisdom…