My son called from Ohio today. We chatted about this and that, mostly about movies and writing, and then he mentioned how excited Dylan, my grandson, is about our new president elect.
"He went to the polls with me yesterday," my son said. "I let him push the button."
He said they had campaigned for Obama, too.
"We like what he stands for, what he says," my son said. "And he's only seventeen years older than I am."
And I remembered how excited I was, sixteen years ago, when I discovered that Bill Clinton and I were only months apart in age; finally, a president I could relate to.
Grandpa was right.
