Daddy's Visit
My dad returned to the US after a long absence to attend my mom's funeral. It was a bittersweet encounter. It was at this time when we patched things up and made peace. I do love my dad very much. He was a kind, respectful, caring, and hardworking man.
No trip to San Francisco is complete without a visit to the Golden Gate Bridge
Every afternoon for the entire duration of my dad's stay in the Bay Area, I accompanied him to a golf driving range where he was in his element. I had to buy him new gold clubs here. He was like a kid in a candy store when I took him to Garibaldi's on Polk Street. I was more than happy to buy him what he wanted. After years of giving, it was my turn to give back.
Inside the Hiller Aviation Museum in San Carlos
In my condo in the suburbs
