My son and I take a trip each summer to San Francisco to watch our beloved Giants get beat (generally by the Dodgers), this time by the Brewers. In the past, he and I have been able to visit Alcatraz, the Ripley’s Believe It Or Not Museum (really odd), Fisherman’s Wharf, Pier 39, the Cable Cars, Giradelli Square, Lombard Street, the Golden Gate Bridge, and other sites. This time we are focused on finding a particular restaurant we have heard about, The House of Nanking.
My son is 12, still talks to me, believes I’m funny (my 10 year old daughter has already lost interest in the things I find funny), and actually wants to hang out with me. I’m seeing him continue to take to the things I like (for example – Chinese food and reading – two of the greatest pleasures one could possibly pursue). I’m sobered by the fact that I hear him saying and doing things that I say and do. It is a constant reminder that I still have the ability to influence his behaviors and relationships – what a wonderfully frightening realization and responsibility.
Anyway, a weekend in San Francisco watching my favorite sport and team and enjoying the company of my son. It really doesn’t get much better than this. See you Monday!
Giant's Crab Bobblehead - the giveaway at the Friday game.
