When you are an Asian immigrant family living in the Midwest during the 1970’s and 80’s, your guests are your extended family. Your extended family is comprised of non-blood related aunties, uncles, cousins, and godparents, scattered geographically across sundry suburbs but within an hour’s drive of each other. You are yoked together by a shared... Continue Reading →
What it Feels Like When Your Childhood Home is Bought & Sold on House Hunters
“Preserve your memories, they’re all that’s left you.”—Simon & Garfunkel About year ago,* I got a text from my brother, a professional musician who was on tour somewhere: Brother: “Set your DVR to record House Hunters at 1 am. Our house is on it.” Me: “You mean our old house in Grosse Pointe?!” Brother:“Yes.”... Continue Reading →