I lost count of the number of attempts I made to write you another letter since the one I sent out on New Year Day. My last attempt was last Mother’s Day, which was nearly a month ago. Have I lost interest in this mode of communication, have I dried up, have I been too…
It is New Year Day again, whether one is prepared for it or not. For that matter, one can say of every day, every anniversary or every year. I had meant to do a year ender to go over the main events in the family in 2004, but there is only one that will last…
I spent yesterday mostly with my father and my younger brother and his wife. Late evening, I had a simple dinner at home with my son after he came back from his workout in a gym in Central. It was my 28th Wedding Anniversary and perhaps the only one that slipped through without alcohol or…
Reverend Alfred J Deignan invited the friends and relatives gathered at the Hong Kong funeral Home late night last Thursday to look at the picture of the lady smiling happily and contentedly as he began his short homily. He told them that they were there to celebrate the life of a good person with a…
It was rain and shine for the Tuen Ng Festival last Tuesday; and I wonder how many of you registered that while you were basking in the sun or soaking in dragon boat rain, you could be celebrating summer solstice which was serious business before modern Judeo-Christian-Islamic faiths were popularized, when the sun and the…
A friend I had dinner with a week or so ago stayed up to watch the live broadcast of the funeral service of Ronald Reagan in Washington’s National Cathedral. He was very impressed by how the United States paid its final tribute to the former President, the longest living president, by the details of the…
Last week, and last weekend in particular, was very significant to Rosita and I. Rosita was baptized last Saturday and has taken the name Magdalene, after Saint Mary Magdalene. I was baptized very young. My first school was a Catholic school and I got baptized together with most if not all of the classmates. In…
I left Los Angeles with Rosita’s father, brother and his wife for San Francisco the day before Lawrence’s commencement. This was a familiar trip: Rosita’s siblings had driven us up quite a few times in the past, but this was the first time Rosita was not with me for the land trip. I sat with…
Once again, I found myself doing a long haul across the Pacific by myself. I had got used to doing so when Rosita could not accompany me on those long trips, sometimes on Rotary meetings, but mainly on business trips. I thought that I would not be doing solo traveling after retirement. It seemed so…
If you are interested in Rosita’s latest conditions, go to the last part of this letter. It was two months since I wrote my last letter in this series. No one needs to be reminded that the sun still rises from the east and the Earth constantly revolves round it with or without my letters….
