On the way to the Kentucky Derby w/ Maggie and Katie, we stopped off at my farm in Pennsylvania and visited my niece and her boyfriend, and my great niece who live there. She didn't know we were coming until I called her after 9:30pm that night. We arrived around 1:00am. It was nice to see the place after years of being away, even if it was only for a quick night stay. I got to run my great neice down to the school bus in the morning. I slept in my childhood bedroom. "Even though you're growing up in California," my dad would always say (pointing), "this is where your roots are Michael." He told me I'd understand more of what he said when I got older. (He told me this for over 20 years.)
