I am in Kuantan, to celebrate the Chinese New Year with the Chinese side of the family.
Though I am not sure if we will do much celebrating, out of respect for the oldest relative who passed away recently. My uncle, who was a police officer in post-WWII Malaya.
He killed Communists, he told me. And showed a badge and an old photo last Chinese New Year, when I went to his house.
His giant dog had died and we were not as protective of the little kids.
Later on in his years, the man had almost lost his hearing. He wore a hearing aid on his right ear.
He passed away a few months ago. Bone cancer.
Anyway, Happy Chinese New Year. May the year of the Ox brings you whatever you need.
