Water Roadway
My mother poetically referred to the course of life as a water roadway, the past, present, and future intrinsically flowing.
As a
My father served on shipping vessels as cook and steward as they sailed the oceans and seas. When he shipped out and later landed in New York City, little did he know he would not see his wife and children again for 13
From Hong Kong to Brooklyn to Honolulu, these images reflect a few memories along that deep and meandering “water roadway” in the shadow of my parents.