tribute.
death is very morbid, i feel.
my great granddad passed away today.
he was an artist. painting portraits for people. my grandma said that's probably where i got my aesthetical genes from. seven years after my great grandma passed away, he has now joined her up in heaven.
'' he is gone. but he is contented.'' my grandma said.
he is succeeded by his many children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. he left with no regret. my grandma said he chose a good day. when everyone had no reason not to come. it's a public holiday. he is, very fortunate. now his suffering has come to an end.
rest in peace, ah chor.
4.18.2003
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