It's funny to think about how your parents were in their 20s. The way they looked, smiled, their likes and whatnot.
When I was a kid, my aunts sometimes spilled a story or two, about how Dad chased that thief who took Mom's bicycle (hence won Grandma's approval!) or how he always didn't have enough cash so Mom had to pay for the meal... Oh how I was so amused by hearing stories that came long before me, isn't it because of such incidents and coincidences that lead up to myself being here now?
When I was a kid, my aunts sometimes spilled a story or two, about how Dad chased that thief who took Mom's bicycle (hence won Grandma's approval!) or how he always didn't have enough cash so Mom had to pay for the meal... Oh how I was so amused by hearing stories that came long before me, isn't it because of such incidents and coincidences that lead up to myself being here now?
This is January 1st, 1982 when Mom and Dad were both 27.
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