Tag Archives: Gulangyu China

My Translators Live in China.

 They show up on my computer screen every day or two with a question or a series of questions, and I answer them. But I’ve never met my translators. I picture them as three young Chinese men, but I could … Continue reading

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Second Anniversary of my Blog

  Okay. I admit, I missed it. I should have celebrated the anniversary of my blog on August 7. But the occasion totally slipped my mind until one day I clicked on Timo’s post, “Second Blogaversary.” You see, Timo started … Continue reading

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How I Met My Husband, Part 2

  My late husband Eugene and I were born on opposite sides of the world. The journey from Gulangyu, China, to Sedro-Woolley, WA, where we met was a long one: 6168 miles, not half-way around the world, but still a … Continue reading

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A Mother’s Ashes and a Chinese Soldier

It was 1983, our first trip to China, and though my husband had been born a few miles from where we now stood, he wasn’t entirely at ease. Let’s just say that until he knew the situation better, he preferred … Continue reading

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Gulangyu, a Chinese Island with a Storied History

Western-style houses on a Chinese island. In 1983, my family visited my late husband’s hometown in China. We arrived by ship from Hong Kong. After a small kerfuffle about our reservations, we checked into the Hotel for Overseas Chinese in … Continue reading

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The Fall of the Bamboo Curtain

China, out of reach When I was growing up, large portions of the earth were simply off limits to us—the Soviet Union, cut off by the Iron Curtain; East Germany, blocked by the Berlin Wall; and China, hidden from view … Continue reading

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