Today marks the anniversary when my grandfather had his life taken away 37 years ago during the Khmer Rouge. Colonel Y Say. The Y is suppose to be pronounce like the letter "E" in which I inherited for my middle name. The more I look at his picture, the more my father looks exactly like him. Almost like twins. Although their personalities are COMPLETELY different. I've been told my grandfather was a kind, humble person. As for my father, is very grumpy most of the time, he obviously received that trait from my loving yet strict Grandmother. But I've also been told, my father wasn't always this grumpy back then, he was very playful and kind too. What happened...? May you continue to be at peace and continue to watch over our family Grandpa. Though it pains me to know that I haven't met you, we thank you for what you have done.
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