my brothers and i immigrated to the us (our parents had already immigrated a few months earlier). we had layovers in tokyo, chicago, and finally landing in memphis tennessee. ironic that today, i am back in the motherland.
what a difference 25 years makes.
i remember john trying to teach us how to write the english alphabet, remembering how i had trouble with the letter "a". i even used that story as part of a design project in college-- i should scan that and post it on here.
i remember not really understanding where america is. i remember getting home in memphis around 7pm, and thinking that the sun is just setting. i remember the bricks on the graduate housing rowhome where we lived, the playground just around the corner. and the sereneness of the place in general.
here's to the next 25 years.
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