I just finished a book entitled "An Ordinary Extraordinary Man", a biography about my papa (my dad's father). It was written by my dad who is also an OEM.
Even though I was exhausted last night and was facing a full day of work ahead of me, I just could not put the book down. The writing was phenomenal, my dad is a mastermind with the pen, but also it was truly inspirational.
Aside from pasting the entire book into this blog, I could not even begin to explain how amazing my papa was. In short, he started life in a somewhat broken home with family fueds and hurt feelings all around him. He went on to marry my baba, who he fell in love with in elementary school, and had ten children. The house was run with one simple rule- you can't do wrong doing right and you can't go right doing wrong. Over the course of his years on earth, he managed to mend the problems in his immediate family, raise all of his kids to be faithful and honest, and open his heart to love everybody that he ever encountered. He worked late and long hours every day to make sure that his kids always had bread on the table and shoes on their feet, always remaining a quiet strength.
What kept running through my mind as I was reading is that even though Papa died when I was six years old, how lucky I am that my own father turned out exactly like him.
Friday, March 27, 2009
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