This article is the second part of a manuscript left by my grandfather Xiangrong Cai on August 9, 1984. Some parts of the text could not be recognized and had to be omitted or guessed at, and these are not specified individually. For ease of reading, some punctuation has been modified and some subheadings have been added. During the “Cultural Revolution” when my history was being scrutinized, the young “rebels” interrogated me: “With your background and only sixteen years old, how could you join the party?...
This article is the third part of a manuscript left by my grandfather Xiangrong Cai on August 9, 1984. Some parts of the text could not be recognized and had to be omitted or guessed at, and these are not specified individually. For ease of reading, some punctuation has been modified and some subheadings have been added. I. From Langzhong to Nanchong I traveled from Langzhong to Nanchong on August 26, 1938....
This article is the first part of a manuscript left by my grandfather Xiangrong Cai on August 9, 1984. Some parts of the text could not be recognized and had to be omitted or guessed at, and these are not specified individually. For ease of reading, some punctuation has been modified and some subheadings have been added. I still have two diaries named “Life Book” I and II. (Hereinafter referred to as the “Diary”)....
In a couple of days, it will mark the third month since the passing of my husband Mike. A few days ago, we were informed by the cemetery that his tombstone had been prepared. Here, a tombstone is essentially a bronze plaque. On October 24th, my daughter and I went to the cemetery. We were accompanied by a couple who were old acquaintances and wished to pay him a visit. So taken were they by the environment, they ended up purchasing a plot there too, saying they could be neighbors with him in the afterlife....
A Night of Stories My grandma, Xin Zhao (赵欣), passed away on March 8, 2022, when she was 93 years old. To tell the truth, despite her always being kind to me, I knew very little about her life as I was growing up. When I was in college, my grandpa passed away and my grandma relocated to the US. From that point on, we had fewer chances to meet....