My first exposure to the Pokémon Go game was a conspiratorial request from our two sons, ages 14 and 9.
“Daddy, can we ride our bikes down to the secret road?” my younger son asked one evening last week.
The “secret road” is actually an ordinary street near our house which is only “secret” because the boys use it as a shortcut to buy Skittles at the dollar store.
“Sure, you can go,” I said, “but hurry back and stay together.”
In an instant, both boys were on their bikes, pedaling like crazy.