Woo Family

in memory of my mother and father 

There is an adage, "Never criticize a man until you've walked a mile in his moccasins." I'm beginning to think it takes a lifetime to understand. In my youth, I wasted so much time wanting the wrong things. When I finally realized what was important, all I wanted was more time with them. In my head, I replay conversations we've shared. I piece together puzzles of cobwebbed stories and people long gone. This is in tribute to my folks, my mom, my dad, their life together, and our ancestors.

Coming to America