Sorry about the lateness of this post, I had the hardest time getting hold of a color scanner. However, persistence prevailed and I finally got what I need to update this blog.
This past weekend there were 2 happy occasions. The first is May 10th being Josh Peterson’s 31st birthday. Josh has been one of my best, and one of the first, friends I made when I moved to United States way back in 1984. We were both in the second grade and he wanted to be my friend because he thought I was a ninja and that I could teach him the secret ancient eastern martial arts. Since then we have been through grade school and high school, hiked the Grand Canyon, and he being best man for my wedding. I don’t know many people who can say they have friends since they were 6 years old. When people ask me how we stayed such good friends for so long, I have always replied that I don’t have many friends, but the ones I make are the best. Here is a picture of our second grade class. Josh is the one in front on very left with our teachers hand on his left shoulder. Guess who the ninja of the class was.
This past weekend there were 2 happy occasions. The first is May 10th being Josh Peterson’s 31st birthday. Josh has been one of my best, and one of the first, friends I made when I moved to United States way back in 1984. We were both in the second grade and he wanted to be my friend because he thought I was a ninja and that I could teach him the secret ancient eastern martial arts. Since then we have been through grade school and high school, hiked the Grand Canyon, and he being best man for my wedding. I don’t know many people who can say they have friends since they were 6 years old. When people ask me how we stayed such good friends for so long, I have always replied that I don’t have many friends, but the ones I make are the best. Here is a picture of our second grade class. Josh is the one in front on very left with our teachers hand on his left shoulder. Guess who the ninja of the class was.
The second event was of course Mother’s Day on May 11, 2008. When I was young I didn’t really appreciate everything my mom did for my sister and I. Being young and stupid you kind of take everything for granted. It wasn’t until when I left home the first time for college that I start understanding, and it wasn’t until I had Mimi when I knew. From moving to U.S. to raising us up in Boise Idaho which was alien of a place back then as Mars, the time, effort, sacrifices my parents did for me and my sister cannot be described. I just hope that we turned out to be a son and daughter and they can be proud of and that Annie and I can raise Mimi as good as they did for me. This picture is one of the oldest pictures of mom, Barbara, and I. I think it must have been taken around 1981. Happy Mother’s Day everyone!!
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