These are my reasons:
1) When I was young, dad took me on his Vespa, drove me all around Nha Trang, and bought me all kinds of things. He was trying to make me feel better because Mom had hit me for not understanding my school work.
2) He would take me on summer trips to SaiGon. I was only 4 years old.
3) His daily ritual. He would be standing at our living room window, in his shorts, no shirts, standing and staring out the windows while listening to his classical music, but sometimes, he would just stand there for hours, and let us know what was on his mind at the time.........what upset him; what made him happy; And sometimes he would just reminisce about his life.
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