Part 1: The beach! "The ocean! The ocean!" exclaim the kids from landlocked Gladlyville. Thumbs up.
Part 2: I go alone to Governor's Island, where my dad was stationed in the early 70s. Solitude! Castle! Waterfowl! Thumbs up.
Part 3: The boy who planned our Singaporean dinner misses the whole thing after two consecutive subway errors. I retrieve him from lower Manhattan, realizing that I am not, have never been, will never be a free-range parent. WHERE IS MY HELICOPTER?? We are reunited. Thumbs up for reunions.
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