Last weekend, I was up in NOVA during the trip I couldn’t get back from, and I went to a baseball game with my dad. During the drive up to Frederick, Maryland, we got stuck in the typical I-270 traffic, due to the fairly abrupt ending of the third lane. It’s not like my dad and I have a ton of things to talk about in the first place, especially with the language difficulties between us in the first place.
For whatever reason, my dad decided to start a topic which was akin to my mom and aunts always badgering me about how I need to get married and start popping out grandkids. The fact that it was coming from my dad was a little strange, but I guess deep down, he too wants to have some mighty grandchildren to carry on the Hong family name and bloodline, but truthfully my dad is fantastic with babies really.
It started with him bringing up a girl I went to elementary and high school with and even the same church, who is the same age as I am, and her dad is friends with my dad. And how about she’s now engaged, and that he was invited to the wedding as guests of the parents I guess. But then he said that she’s marrying a Vietnamese guy, and I just kind of snort-laugh, you know the sound I’m talking about. A Korean girl marrying a Vietnamese guy, it’s laughable to me, kinda.
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