My son was raised a city boy
But starting at age five,
We also had a country house;
In both, he seemed to thrive.
Yet he grew up and made his home
In neither one; instead,
A suburb of New York is where
His family goes to bed.
So it’s a thrill to spend some time
With grandkids in each place
Their father spent his childhood,
Hoping that they will embrace
A little bit of what, perhaps,
Helped shape what made their dad.
I’m glad this opportunity
Is one that I have had.
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