On a beautiful, late-July afternoon, Mylo and I ventured back to Hastings, my hometown, for a joint, belated Dad's Birthday/Father's Day celebration. Aside from the festivities, the trip held special meaning because it was Mylo's first time in Hastings, and I was anxious to show him all my teenage hangout spots-- the high school, the town pool, the diner, etc. As it turned out, after a good romp around the park, Mylo was ready for a nap, after which we returned to Brooklyn. So the sentimental journey down memory lane will have to wait. But we had a great time just the same.
Grandpa teaches Mylo how to tickle the ivories
The park by the river
Happy Birthday Dad/Grandpa!
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