Fire in the Foxhole

I had dinner at my parents' place tonight. Since I just set up a
domain and mail server at Google Apps, I asked my dad if he wants a
new mail account.

"Yes, of course. I'm sort of collecting free e-mail accounts; why not
having a new one?" He responded with a giggle.

Having a father, at 72, who uses a PowerBook fluently, collects email
accounts with a clear head and has fairly good health, what's better
than this for me being the only son?

And my mom, only started to learn Chinese painting in her early
sixties, won a gold medal in a contest a few years ago and is going to
have a personal artwork exhibition next year. She might have some
quarrels with my dad, but they still live happily together and support
each other day in, day out. That will be the same for many, many years
to come.

My mother's Chinese painting work.