Teach Your Children Well
I'm in Chicago this week to celebrate the wedding of our dear friends' daughter. We came early to help with some of the preparations and to spend some time with them before festivities begin this weekend. As I was driving through the city with my youngest son, I began pointing out landmarks, showing him where his mother and I (along with his oldest brother) lived downtown. I showed him the park we used to frequent, where we got our Christmas trees every year, and as we drove I talked to him about our visits to Grant Park, Navy Pier, Lincoln Park Zoo, the hospital where his brother, our middle son was born. Through the rear view mirror, I could see his face was filled with the most thoughtful expression. I realized he was processing the fact that there was a history of our family that he shared but had not experienced. He didn't know exactly how , but Chicago was a part of him. As I watched my son, I thought about the way families p...