On this Father’s Day, I would like to share a story about my father, who survived communist China.
My father was born in 1938, in a small village in Sichuan, China. His dad, a smart man who helped villagers write court papers, had some land but had to sell everything to treat his disease. When his dad died, my father was 2 years old and the youngest of six children. My grandmother, left alone to work two jobs in order to feed her children, developed a serious infection after being bitten by a dog. Because she had no money for her medical treatment, she too died. My father was orphaned at 6 years old.
