This was wonderful. A sort of love letter from a boy to his grandfather, and from the grandfather to his home. To both of his homes, one on each side of the Pacific, and how both places stayed with him as he aged. I think a lot of migrants could probably identify with the grandfather here, seeing value and wonder in two different places and not being able to reconcile only being able to stay in one of them at a time. It's a quiet, thoughtful little book, with quiet, lovely illustrations, and it's all so restrained and wistful. I've been reading my way through the 100 Great Children's Books list from the New York Public Library, and I have to say that not all of their picks are ones that I'd agree with. This absolutely deserves to be on there, though, and it was worth reading through any amount of Frog and Toad for.