Of course, with Eileen he dwelled on his kids. Andrea, the older, was born in 1992. She was a resident doctor at a hospital in northern Manhattan and lived alone in a walk-up even further to the north. His son, James, two years younger than his sister, was in his second year as an Assistant DA in New York County and living with his girlfriend, Jennie, another lawyer, in Brooklyn. “How they can afford it I don’t know,” he laughed. “For me,” he said after a sip of his Guinness, “the Chappaqua house may have gotten too big and too empty and I’m thinking of getting a condo in the City.”
“Did I mention that my Kerry lives at home?,” Eileen said, to which Tom replied with a mocking head-shake, “that ain’t happening with my kids. I’m lucky if one of them comes up once a month. They have their own lives now.”