Today marks the 50th anniversary. I am forever grateful to my Papa and Grandma Betty for taking that leap of faith to move their family of six to a country they had never set foot in.
I only know my dad's version of their move - I am sure my uncles would have more to say!
|My Papa and Grandma Betty with their 4 sons. L-R: Uncle Michael, Uncle Patrick, my Dad (in the pink shirt), and Uncle Robert|
My father told me that he did not know anyone in Vancouver. He had no friends. He didn't even know how to drive a car. It was very difficult for him as he left a good job in Hong Kong, a great social life, and so much more - even though he spoke fluent English. In my recent conversation with him, Dad told me that he had to take transit home (in the 60s, it can't have been as good as it is today!), and would often walk home for miles in the snow on the way home from work.
I do recall one of my uncles saying that Grandma Betty didn't really know how to cook (they had servants!) until they arrived. The Macanese dish of rice and minchee (ground pork and beef mixed with two kinds of soy sauce, diced onions and LOTS of brown sugar) were likely staples.
|What a typical Minchee dish looks like. Trust me, it's VERY appetizing and freezer friendly! |
Photo from Wikimedia Commons
|Family Photo in their old house on Robinson Avenue in Coquitlam - I still remember that house!|
Happy 50th once again. Papa and Grandma Betty would be so thrilled to see their great-grandchildren thriving (and bringing Scotch to mommy!).
|My youngest brought this bottle of scotch to me one day while I was folding laundry upstairs... I did not recognize the 'klink klink' sounds as she was carrying it upstairs!|
Miss you Papa and Grandma! (Their drink of choice)