There is no ping without a pong
In February 2020, before most of the world knew what was coming, my husband, Bob, and I were offered an outdoor pingpong table. I am a non-athlete who married into a family that likes to hit balls with rackets and paddles. Bob’s maternal grandparents had met while playing tennis in the 1920s. His parents played badminton regularly, and his mother played doubles tennis twice a week into her 80s, often beating
