Rooting for Truth 寻找真相 in a Small Village on the Other Side of the Globe

Until my father died, I did not know where he was born. No matter how many times I had asked him when he was alive, he evaded my question. Consequently, the only think I knew about Dad’s life in China was that he was afraid of water because his father threw him into the river.Continue reading “Rooting for Truth 寻找真相 in a Small Village on the Other Side of the Globe”

Rooting for Truth 寻找真相

  Pigs are known for their rooting skills, and since I was born in the year of the pig (Chinese calendar), I ‘m sure I have a nose for rooting. I’m not looking for truffles, but I am searching for something precious, at least to me. My ancestors. This year, I joined a Roots group, anContinue reading “Rooting for Truth 寻找真相”