This week, for the first time ever, Tom and I will be donning the robes of Parents Taking Their Teenage Son on College Tours. Actually, only Tom will be wearing the full regalia. I will merely be wearing the lapel pin. Most of my time will be spent entertaining the 13-year-old who is not going on college tours. This is what he wants to do this week: (1) Go to the Basketball Hall of Fame. (2) Go to Harvard Square and buy history books about the Mongol Empire and medieval Japan. (3) Visit a driving range with his grandfather and learn how to smack golf balls. (4) Eat in as many restaurants as possible. I will keep you posted about how it all goes.
Meanwhile, the overwhelmed 16-year-old and his father will traipse through southern New England learning about the available varieties of collegiate experience. Fortunately they enjoy each other's company. That's about the best one can say about their "vacation."
P.S. It's the 18th of April. That means it's Patriot's Day in Maine and Massachusetts. And Patriot's Day means the Boston Marathon and a Red Sox game that starts at 11 a.m. It also means you have to read Longfellow's poem "Paul Revere's Ride." Or better yet, find an old man who can recite it from memory.