We were also down in LA for my Gung Gung's 85th birthday and Wyatt's diabetes checkup.
Gung Gung always looked younger than his years in part because he had a stroke in the early 1970s leaving one half his body paralyzed, but he's starting to look wan and weak.
Family drama has dictated that he's going back to Hong Kong ostensibly to die. He's been in the States since the mid 1970s.
Wyatt, Matty, and I waved our goodbyes to him the other day. Wyatt was sweet and blew enormous kisses, making the old man smile.
I am not very close to my Grandfather, but I do really wish him nothing but comfort and fun (he loves Mah Jong) in his last days.
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