30 years
Thirty years ago today, I arrived in New Zealand as a kid. There were some bad times, a lot of good times. I can’t help thinking a little negatively today: probably to keep me from crying, I was told by my parents we were here on vacation, not to settle, and we would return home. Took me years to get over that. It’s also a shame my mother is no longer in this world to commemorate the three decades: it was primarily her decision to escape the Communists who would be taking over Hong Kong in 1997 (she had a lot of foresight). I don’t regret having grown up in the occident, having a wonderful lifestyle, and four months ago, meeting Brigid.
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Thank you, Randy. I haven’t written it out: to me, it is something that I would rather tell over time than formally put it into a document right now. I’m going to be guided on this—I suspect when the time is right, I will record it.
Have you been back to Hong Kong since?
That is an amazing story, Jack. Thank you for sharing it.
Thank you, Cheryl! I have not been back since 1976. I always figured I would stop over there on my honeymoon and re-explore my old neighbourhood then.