Marilag or Mary Anderson shares her many stories with you on her family and answers the ultimate question: Why does she have so many ethnicities?
When I woke up, I was back in Saigon. I realized this because through the windows I could see familiar buildings and skylines. I wasn’t far from home. A mere minute of walking, from what I could see out the window, would take me back where I belonged- my home, my neighborhood, my alley. I […]
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(wow these accents make the text look weird sorry lol) – me after editing this Things became terrible for Hoa Tran when she discovered the soldiers at her house, ransacking her family’s belongings, and leaving nothing that they saw of importance behind. The world belonged to Hiroshi Suzuki, and it was no one’s place to
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I joined the Japanese Military on January 30th, 1937, young, naive, and eager to fight. My father had brought home anecdotes of his travels through the numerous wars he participated in. He seemed unscathed by the realities and horrors I would soon face in all forms. From this, I had no doubt the war would
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Hiroshi Suzuki did everything his father did, only at a later time. He was born in the 1920s to his father’s true wife (Thank god) somewhere in Japan (I’m still not entirely sure where they lived at the time) and proved to everyone that he was going to be extremely vicious, every from the beginning.
This Hiroshi Suzuki guy and his whole posse are going to stick in your head. He was patriotic as a child, then became a supervillain, and then redeemed himself, all in one amazing story. I’d even go as far as to say that his story might be as legendary as Malcolm’s! Once again, Hiroshi Suzuki
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1940, Saigon. The war was a little over a year old by now, but Saigon was untouched by it. The scars of combat were bleeding across the world. The Germans were setting up dominion across Europe and (thankfully) France. The Italians were working on establish a new empire that would hold the weight of
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If you guessed “Vietnam” or “Second Indochina War”, you’re correct. The next several years of Malcolm’s life would be the most turbulent he had, and I’m going to tell you everything he told me about his life, again, these years probably need a novel of their own. No, that’s an understatement, they’d need a series
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Malcolm Anderson was born on October 15, 1940, at home like his siblings. As he got older, his older brother Cameron began to bully him and Jack more and more. The two of them each had a baby crib next to each other that they lived in for their first three years, so Jack and
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The oldest child of Felix Anderson is Cameron Anderson, born in 1935, right at the time of the Great Depression. He’s the only one of the four who I’ve never met because he died long before I was born. From what Malcolm told me, he spent most of his childhood hanging out with friends on
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So if you haven’t caught on yet, Malcolm Anderson is my grandfather on my dad’s side. He’s the one who carries the Scottish blood in my family and has passed it on to my dad, and then onto me. During my video conference with him a few weeks before he died, I asked him a
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