What Is Meaningful To Me
This message was written in 2004. I've just updated it to be published again because I realized how much I miss my Grandma because of my travels and business commitments.
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My grandma turned 80 last April 2004.

We threw a huge dinner anniversary where all of our relatives are coming over to celebrate with her.
You should see how happy Grandma was on her 80th birthday dinner that time.
One of her sons, who is my uncle flew all the way from New Zealand just to see her on her birthday!
I'm telling you this because I want to share with you about love for our old folks. Mum or dad or grandma.
I'm happy she turned 80 three years ago. She's a strong woman.
Last night, I thought about grandma before I went to bed. That's why I had to write this message to share this insight with you before it's lost forever.
I woke up and started to remember those sweet memories I had with grandma when I was young. Grandma used to take me down to town. You see, I'm not from a family with silver spoon. So, going down to town and supermarkets was something I always looked forward to. During my time when I was a kid, shopping malls did not exist yet at my place.
We used to take the bus to the town. Then, we'd walk our way to the supermarkets!
Boy oh boy... that was fun.
I would head down straight to the toy department when I got there. That was all I had in mind.
Toys. Action figures. GI Joe's.
I was so happy when I was there. Especially looking at all of those action figures that I just wished I had them to play with (Children play computer games and Play Stations nowadays. Those were the days of action figures).
My favourites were He-Man, GI Joe and ThunderCats.
And also, Transformers. Those toys of robots that can transform into cars and trucks.
There was a toy called, 'The Mask', you may have heard of it before. But, it was really expensive for me to buy.
I could just sit there all day looking at the toys when I was a kid.
I'm happy enough just to see them. Of course, deep in my heart I always wanted to own them and play with my friends, but I didn’t have the money. I was young. If I have a dollar in my pocket to spend, I would king.
And I wouldn't ask mummy or daddy to buy them either.
I know daddy worked very hard each day driving a taxi to make a living for our family. Mum's a housewife. Daddy would come late after fetching customers on his trusty taxi to make a decent living for us.
I love dad and mum.
So, obviously, buying a toy was not in my mind at that stage.
But with grandma, she would buy it for me.
I don't know where she got her money back then. But I know when I went out with Grandma, I would get to come home with a toy. It didn't matter whether it was expensive or not, but I knew I'd not come home empty handed. Or, I'd have the chance to eat at McDonald's and take home one of those Happy Meals toys.
Of course, I didn't realized or asked myself, what did grandma do when I spent hours at that time looking at the toys and reading the toy's boxes?
Actually, grandma didn't care. She was just happy to see her grandchild smiling away and happy drooling all over those toys.
And yeah, I would get to eat junk food when I was with grandma. :)
I love grandma with all my heart. I just don't know how to stress how much it is in this text I'm writing here.
I would feel happy when I was with grandma.
Grandma was strong at that time when I was only a little boy.
But last month in 2007 when I visited grandma, I realized one thing.
Age does catch up with humans.
Especially after over 10 years +.
Humans tend to get old.
That's normal, I guess.
Grandma's walk is slower nowadays. Much slower.
She sleeps a lot too.
And when she speaks, she speaks really slowly.
She can't take buses anymore. No way. If she wants to walk fast, someone has to hold her hand and walk with her.
Sometimes, she forgets things.
That's part of life. People do grow old.
But missing the opportunity to be by the side of someone who loves you dearly when she or he grows old is one of the missed moments in life.
No time or money can ever replace that.
If you have a grandma, spend some time with her.
Because, time can pass so fast. You don't feel time passing when you are busy chasing your career and dreams. Or chasing your dream car. Or wanting to on stage as an international world-class speaker.
If you have a grandchild or children, spend time with them. Do understand, they love you as much as you love them. It's just that sometimes; people don't realize time passes so fast until it's too late.
End of the day, no matter how successful you are, you'll start to question what success is.
Would you believe me, true success is having the ability to spend time with your loved ones whenever you want?
Money is not success. It's only a part of success.
But because of the materialistic world we are living in, money has been placed as one of the main benchmarks to be considered as success.
Which is not true.
Here's the proof. I have money. But I can't have the loving moment I had with grandma 10 years ago.
Money is always important, but it doesn't have to be the benchmark of success.
It's just one of it.
Being loved, having love and giving love should be the benchmark of success.
I think I'll write a different article on the subject of success on other days.
But somehow, my heart tells me to write about loving someone who always loves you today.
If this article I have shared is mirrored in your life in any way, don’t wait. Take action.
Make a call.
Buy a gift.
Visit them.
Anything you can think of to capture every single moment of life that you can with your family and loved ones.
Remember, every minute counts.
Grandma's still the sweet old woman that I'll ever know-- and she'll always be.
I know you are not reading this, Grandma-- simply because you have no clue what's a computer or internet. Or English (smile). But if you can read this, I want to tell you how much I love you and cherish every single moment we have. I'm thankful that we'll still have many happy years to spend together and I look forward to take you out for a movie this weekend.
Love,
Patric Chan
P.S: If you have read anything you like here, I would appreciate if you can leave a Comment below. I read every single one of them personally. :-)
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Click to play the music:
(I would suggest to play the music if you like to get more value of what you're reading now)
My grandma turned 80 last April 2004.

We threw a huge dinner anniversary where all of our relatives are coming over to celebrate with her.
You should see how happy Grandma was on her 80th birthday dinner that time.
One of her sons, who is my uncle flew all the way from New Zealand just to see her on her birthday!
I'm telling you this because I want to share with you about love for our old folks. Mum or dad or grandma.
I'm happy she turned 80 three years ago. She's a strong woman.
Last night, I thought about grandma before I went to bed. That's why I had to write this message to share this insight with you before it's lost forever.
I woke up and started to remember those sweet memories I had with grandma when I was young. Grandma used to take me down to town. You see, I'm not from a family with silver spoon. So, going down to town and supermarkets was something I always looked forward to. During my time when I was a kid, shopping malls did not exist yet at my place.
We used to take the bus to the town. Then, we'd walk our way to the supermarkets!
Boy oh boy... that was fun.
I would head down straight to the toy department when I got there. That was all I had in mind.
Toys. Action figures. GI Joe's.
I was so happy when I was there. Especially looking at all of those action figures that I just wished I had them to play with (Children play computer games and Play Stations nowadays. Those were the days of action figures).
My favourites were He-Man, GI Joe and ThunderCats.
And also, Transformers. Those toys of robots that can transform into cars and trucks.
There was a toy called, 'The Mask', you may have heard of it before. But, it was really expensive for me to buy.
I could just sit there all day looking at the toys when I was a kid.
I'm happy enough just to see them. Of course, deep in my heart I always wanted to own them and play with my friends, but I didn’t have the money. I was young. If I have a dollar in my pocket to spend, I would king.
And I wouldn't ask mummy or daddy to buy them either.
I know daddy worked very hard each day driving a taxi to make a living for our family. Mum's a housewife. Daddy would come late after fetching customers on his trusty taxi to make a decent living for us.
I love dad and mum.
So, obviously, buying a toy was not in my mind at that stage.
But with grandma, she would buy it for me.
I don't know where she got her money back then. But I know when I went out with Grandma, I would get to come home with a toy. It didn't matter whether it was expensive or not, but I knew I'd not come home empty handed. Or, I'd have the chance to eat at McDonald's and take home one of those Happy Meals toys.
Of course, I didn't realized or asked myself, what did grandma do when I spent hours at that time looking at the toys and reading the toy's boxes?
Actually, grandma didn't care. She was just happy to see her grandchild smiling away and happy drooling all over those toys.
And yeah, I would get to eat junk food when I was with grandma. :)
I love grandma with all my heart. I just don't know how to stress how much it is in this text I'm writing here.
I would feel happy when I was with grandma.
Grandma was strong at that time when I was only a little boy.
But last month in 2007 when I visited grandma, I realized one thing.
Age does catch up with humans.
Especially after over 10 years +.
Humans tend to get old.
That's normal, I guess.
Grandma's walk is slower nowadays. Much slower.
She sleeps a lot too.
And when she speaks, she speaks really slowly.
She can't take buses anymore. No way. If she wants to walk fast, someone has to hold her hand and walk with her.
Sometimes, she forgets things.
That's part of life. People do grow old.
But missing the opportunity to be by the side of someone who loves you dearly when she or he grows old is one of the missed moments in life.
No time or money can ever replace that.
If you have a grandma, spend some time with her.
Because, time can pass so fast. You don't feel time passing when you are busy chasing your career and dreams. Or chasing your dream car. Or wanting to on stage as an international world-class speaker.
If you have a grandchild or children, spend time with them. Do understand, they love you as much as you love them. It's just that sometimes; people don't realize time passes so fast until it's too late.
End of the day, no matter how successful you are, you'll start to question what success is.
Would you believe me, true success is having the ability to spend time with your loved ones whenever you want?
Money is not success. It's only a part of success.
But because of the materialistic world we are living in, money has been placed as one of the main benchmarks to be considered as success.
Which is not true.
Here's the proof. I have money. But I can't have the loving moment I had with grandma 10 years ago.
Money is always important, but it doesn't have to be the benchmark of success.
It's just one of it.
Being loved, having love and giving love should be the benchmark of success.
I think I'll write a different article on the subject of success on other days.
But somehow, my heart tells me to write about loving someone who always loves you today.
If this article I have shared is mirrored in your life in any way, don’t wait. Take action.
Make a call.
Buy a gift.
Visit them.
Anything you can think of to capture every single moment of life that you can with your family and loved ones.
Remember, every minute counts.
Grandma's still the sweet old woman that I'll ever know-- and she'll always be.
I know you are not reading this, Grandma-- simply because you have no clue what's a computer or internet. Or English (smile). But if you can read this, I want to tell you how much I love you and cherish every single moment we have. I'm thankful that we'll still have many happy years to spend together and I look forward to take you out for a movie this weekend.
Love,
Patric Chan
P.S: If you have read anything you like here, I would appreciate if you can leave a Comment below. I read every single one of them personally. :-)
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33 Comments:
Patrick, we don't know each other yet, but you are a very kind grandson and son. I am visiting my grandson right now, and you are right, simply watching him drool on a toy and smile at me is enough. Blessings to you and your family.
Yvonne
Patric, I feel like what you feel in happiness with your beloved grandma, here and now, as I feel happiness with my late beloved grandma in there and now. You're the great one I followed.
Patric, that was a truly sincere and beautiful post.
Sometimes we lose sight of these things in life, but you have managed to balance everything.
Say Hi to your Grandma from Sally in Scotland x
Great stuff Patric. I think of my grandparents often, they have been gone a long time.
It is impossible to put price on the value of their love, understanding and acceptance of us when we are children.
I hope someone reads your note to her. You both deserve to share the gift of love no matter how far apart you are.
It was great meeting you in Ohio. You and your wife were sweet together. You were great with the group and the respect you showed everyone would have made your grandmother very happy.
I know she is proud of you. tomr
Hey bro. Good post and timely reminder to appreciate our loved ones.
Hi Patric
Thank you for sharing the article.
This sharing really goes deep in me too because I am really very very close to my grandma too.
And like you, most of the time, she fulfill my wishes.
I have been spending time with her, even a simple breakfast with her, means something =)
Thank you Patric, my mentor.
Cheers!
JY Chia
www.ChiaJiaYu.com
Hi Patric,
Thanks for sharing such a touching writing with us. Yes, monetary success is only one part of human life. And I always remembered the day when I quit my job because I wanted to spend more time at home, with mum. And I couldn't have done it if it is not you, to show us how to build our own online business and work from home. And I would to wish your grandma strong and healthy years, and most of all - she's happy! :)
Guan
Tai Chi Breathing
Patric,
A lovely story about your Grandma. Thank you for sharing that, and prompting us to remember the important things in life!
Sometimes even the littlest things can leave an eternal impact. You might say, the 'butterfly effect' in relationships!
It is difficult to appreciate just how much our lives impact on our family, and indeed on all those we come in contact with.
May you continue to follow in the footsteps of your loving Grandmother, I am sure she has been greatly blessed having you as her Grandson.
Lynne
Hi Patric,
Looking great that you remind us about what is the real success. After read, I suddenly thinks much about how to share more of my time with my family.
Thanks for that,
Seree W.
Patric,
Great post indeed. My mum is celebrating her 80th birthday next week (13th Oct), we had decided to shower her with all our love with lots of presents that symbolize 80 !
80 cupcakes to form a large bday cake
80 colorful crystals in a see thru glass container
80 hand-made origami heart
80 songs
etc
I believed this will be a very memorable birthday for her !!
YH from Penang
Patric,
I just read the post about your grandma and it made me cry.
I was raised and adopted by my grandma. I love her very much.
She is very sick right now and is in the hospital. She has Alzheimer's Disease and it has taken everything from her.
It is a hateful disease. It takes the strongest of women(and men) and makes them weak.
It takes the most independent person and forces them to rely on someone else for everything including very personal things that they can no longer do for themselves.
It takes a very proud person and strips them of their dignity.
It has done all this and much more to my grandma.
She used to be such a strong, independent and proud person but today she is only a shadow of her former self.
She relies on me for everything and I do anything and everything I can for her.
I would have it no other way.
I have spent the last 5 years of my life helping her to get through this.
I have given up most of my life to try to make hers better.
But again, I would have it no other way.
I love her with every fiber of my being. She is everything to me as I am to her. Without me she would be like a small child without it's mother. Lost and afraid.
We have grown even closer through this disease she struggles with.
We try and reminisce about better times... When she is able to recall better times. When she is not able to remember she loves to sit and listen to me talk about those times.
I pray she will be well enough to come home with me in a few days.
I miss her so very much.
I cannot wait to spend some more time with her and try to make her smile.
It will be a very sad day when she no longer remembers me.
I don't know what I will do.
I pray the day will not come but I know in my heart that it is near.
So I must try and make her as happy as I can today...for tomorrow could change everything.
Thanks for letting me get my feelings out, I needed that.
Tammy
Hi everyone!
Thank you so much for sharing your kind Comments. I read every single one of them.
Tammy,
You're a strong person. Just reading your Comment, touches my heart. You Chan Do It.
You Chan Do It,
-Patric Chan
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Please convey my Good Wishes to you Grandma for the occasion .
I wish her a long , happy , healthy and exuberant life ahead .
Thanks .
apratim
That was a very touching post Patric.
Tammy, I could feel your emotions too.
It's rare to see real emotions flowing like this in the internet marketing world where the only "charity" you see seems to serve an ulterior motive like a fire-sale or to build a list/reputation.
Hi Patric,
Just read your blog about your Granma - very moving (it will also be moving to all who DONT spend as much time with their loved ones as the KNOW they should).
I have to say its also very very true - and success is all about freedom, its as simple as that.
Kind Regards
Philip
Patric,
I still remember having tears in my eyes when I lost my grandma a few years back, and I'm not an easy person to cry.
It took me months to finally say that it's OK. Grandma is in a nice place and she's happy there.
Patric, you're still lucky to have a grandma to shower your love, and I believe you take every possible moment to make sure your time with her is well spent.
I know she knows that you love her!
And, don't stop loving her FOREVER!... Like I don't stop loving my grandma even she's no longer with me today.
Zamri Nanyan
Hey Patric
I have always enjoyed your Sunday emails.
Ironically, the articles that I enjoyed reading and felt compelled to comment are the non marketing ones ;)
Your Sunday email #3 where you wrote about your struggles starting out struck a chord with me. I felt exactly the same way especially when I do not know how to explain to my parents what I am doing and how I can be making money doing what I am doing.
Anyway, my grandmother is 86 already and I make a conscious effort to visit her as often as I can. The last time I saw her was to give her mooncakes.
It is human nature to always feel that we will have time to love someone dear to us without realising that time does fly and that life is delicate and has no script. It changes and one can be caught offguard many a time.
Enjoy your time with your grandma ;)
Dear Patric,
Reading your article about your Grandma brought tears to my eyes... It is so true... sometimes, we are so caught up in the chase for "success" that we lose touch with what success & life really means. Thanks for the reminder...& you know what? Your kind & sweet nature is indeed an inspiration. :)
Hi Patric,
What a beautiful story. I lost my 90 year old mother this April after coming home and caring for her for her last 5 years. It was so rewarding and I miss her so much. She had always been the one I turned to with troubles. I know she is in a better place and that she still watches out for me, but I miss her so. She is the reason I'm now in network marketing and how I met you.:0) I had to find a way to earn money from home, so I could care for her. I started an MLM 5 years ago and have really enjoyed the experience. It let me have some real quality time with Mom. I was finally able to meet you and your beartiful wife a few weeks ago in Sandusky, OH. USA. You are just as great in person as you are on the net. What a privilege to meet and even hug you. :0)Thanks for sharing so much of yourself with us.
Carol Hansen
hi patric,
let me wish you and your grandma as much togetherness as possibly can...maybe you could go out and go eat at mc donalds again...maybe some forgotten memories would come back to you two about how it was when your grandma took you places and showered you with little gifts...wouldn't that be great
i myself was born very late in our household and i never knew my grandparents except for my dad's mom but she passed away long ago and i was too young to have significant memories of her except that she passed out apples to us kids...but she didn't just give everyone an apple!...oh no..everyone got a slice of an apple instead...that's about the only memory i have of my grandma...
my two brothers and two sisters are all born with one or maybe two years in between each other...that creates a strong bond between them...i was born 8 years after my youngest brother so my only companion was blackie the family dog that i had a friendly bond with...so i grew up kinda isolated from my other family members..in the sixties my dad was diagnosed with schizofrenia but in those days and in our household the result was that my father got more and more isolated...for instance at every christmas party for some reason my dad would go sleep in his bed or isolate himself in front of the telly...but instead of being understanding of the situation my family members would turn angry on him and blame him for ruining christmas and they would go like: "dad's a nut, he's crazy" and the like instead of treating his mental illness as if it were diabetes or something...no, they blamed him for being crazy and this year he died..now i myself am diagnosed with a bipolar schizo-affective disorder which is a mood disorder with psychotic elements intertwined...the age difference (i turn fourty this sunday seventh of october, and he died in 2007 at the age of 81, and the age gap between my brothers and sisters and myself also isolated me at christmas or other parties...no one would say a word to me and then my sis would blurt out things like.."well you're so quiet, you don't say nothing"..as if to say that it was my fault...so the last party we had with my dad present with everyone including the nieces and nephews and even some of them had littluns walking round the place (we are a big family) everyone was having fun but dad and me...we sat on chairs next to each other and as always, unlike the rest of the family who puts the blame on us for not participating in the social interactions, we didn't say words but looked each other in the eyes and there was this connectedness and silent mutual understanding that we weren't spoiling the party but that dad and me both felt very sad and extremely painful...i had to go outside and cry...the only connection dad and i had was throwing balloons at the grand grand children which was more like our cover up for not showing that we were both in extreme painful sadness...i had just told my family that i was diagnosed with gender identity disorder (having a female psyche but a male body)...this had been my big secret for all of my life since i knew that already since as long as i can remember...it turned my family even more hostile towards me...but not my(very conservative, born in 1926) father who strangely enough seem to understand me...but not my family...they started saying mean things like.."if our mom has a heart attack because of you, it'll be your fault...they were really mean..i wasn't allowed in my sisters' house wearing womens' pants and make up. But i presume they must have done some research on the internet or something because lately the bond with my family is growing stronger again..but i'm still thinking about my father...how can it be that in such a large family my dad had to grow more and more lonely and isolated...my dad was a career person..when he reached retirement age he just stayed working there until he was 75 or so.but now it dawns on me that he remained on his post to escape from his main fear in life...spending his last years totally misunderstood by family who are supposed to be loving towards each other...no one of my family shares these insights but me...the thing he feared most...to grow old totally isolated, his biggest nightmare, did eventually come through...yes my mother would take care of him like a nurse but without any love or showing any positive emotions...my father died in hell...i'm a musician and a good dancer partially because it's some kind of way out of that hell...i too share my fathers' fear of living and dying some orwellian nightmare. i think that's one of my main motivations to keep writing music and trying to get my indie music bizz started on the internet
i'm sorry my post was so long but after reading your story i couldn't but think of my own situation with my family...i haven't begun treatment yet for my gender problems but i hope that by then they will realise that it's just a biological birth defect and that it shouldn't be a taboo and that they won't try to isolate me...i still hope to have a decent bond with my family..i'm not hoping for a very warm strong relationship like you have with your family patric, but at least my mom and i are talking on the phone again and my brother wants to help me out sometimes by giving me a car ride when i need it ...i grew up in a cold family where love for each other and showing that love was totally taboo...my mom is now 79 and i'll continue to strive for better integration and communication with my family...i'm not very much hoping to see us showing love for each other...did you know that i've never hugged my family, even my parents, except maybe when i was a baby...but i will never quit to fulfill my mission to heal this dysfuntional family...that's why i earned a master in social readaptation sciences...and that was years ago in 1993..and it helped a little..secretely i would apply techniques i had learnt on my parents and their bond became somewhat better...I would like to close with these letters...PLUR!..peace love unity and respect
your
betty
WOW..u still have grandma,so lucky than me.. i hope u will care them as you care youself :)
Thanks for sharing this Happy Post
'The only person on earth
that allowed me to
drink an entire bottle of
chocolate milk.'
(in fact I practically had to:))
HP
It was really interesring you talk about your grandma as it reminded me of when i was younger with my grandma, I hope you will make her life as comfortable as you can and give her the love she gave you.
Oh by the way Tammy, you are doing the right thing, I'm actually surprised because you are doing everything that Islam tells me to do for my parents when they grow old, care and love them until the end!
In todays western society parents when they grow old, they are just dumbed in old peoples home and abused sometimes by people, and that happens usualy after they have given soo much love to their children until they became adults and thats how parents are paid back in 2007.
Sad but true.
Hi Patric,
What a great presentation at the UYMG KL.
Your story touch my heart and I can see a little kid shopping at the Komtar, Gama and Super too. That little kid is me. :) I brought me back to the past.
Thanks for sharing and the reminder.
Warmest regards,
Raymond
Hi Patric,
Your presentation is really great,
so as your information provided.
I have read your story and it is interesting, make me think of my parents..
Thanks for the touching information.
Best Regards,
Eddy
http://www.ensmarketing.com
Dear Patric
Thank you for this beautiful and inspirational post! Your Grandmother has obviously passed on very good genes to her Grandson. Your post was so heartfelt and heart touching that it made me cry. I can see, looking at the picture of you two, the deep love you share. It is so beautiful to see.
I have respected your knowledge and teachings concerning internet marketing ever since the firt email I received from you. I've always felt that I can trust you, that you are real, and would never lead your subscribers astray.
I think you are doing excellent work and because of your integrity will be a success.
Thanks again for caring and sharing yourself and your life with me and others. I personally feel that it makes you much more "real" to me, and I know that you really do care.
Wishing the very best to you and yours,
Susanne Maggrah
smaggrah@telus.net
Patric,
Very nice post, both poignant and inspirational. You've stirred up some pleasant memories.
My grandparents passed on several years ago, but I can still recall reading their funny letters as a child. Grandpa's funny little stick figure drawings of me riding a bike or a "roses are red, violets are blue..." poem.
I like to share those letters w/ my two sons so they can see the special relationship I had w/ my grandparents - and to not take *their* grandparents for granted.
One of my prize possessions is a recording of my grandparents telling stories of what things were like when *they* were growing up and how they met. They recorded the stories in the 1970's and they were talking about the 1920's.
It was great meeting you and Emily recently at Stephen's house. Though the ride ride from the airport was long, it allowed us to get better acquainted.
Take care,
Jon Walker
Hi Jon,
Thanks for leaving a Comment. I'm happy it reminded you of your pleasant memories.
The limo ride? Haha. Yeah, it was fun. If you miss the picture, it's at http://internetmarketing-tactics.com/blog/2007/08/house-warming-party-in-texas.html
It's good seeing you at Stephen's.
You Chan Do It,
-Patric Chan
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Thank you Patric, That was a fabulous post which I read while listening to you at UYMG today..
Thanky ou for reminding us all about what is REALLY important and why we are here :-)
Luv
Michelle :-)
Patric,
Brought a tear to my eye as I listened to you at UYMG Sydney.
Thanks
SiMo
Hi Michelle,
Thank YOU. It was a pleasure to be given the opportunity to share with you.
You "Chan" Do It!
-Patric Chan
www.SundayEmail.com
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Hi Patrick.
We all have to remind ourselves what is important in life. I am 62 and my childhood seems a long time away. So many people, so many Internet Marketeers just seem that all they want is money, money and more money!!
Your blog here is a superb example about how things should be. Good on ya !
Martyn aka the bookaholik
Life is but a test and at the end for some gets the answer, for some life sends more tests to check your inner self to the core. Be good to people. My Dad past away 13 days after my birthday last year. My Dad was my hero, he help build many projects for AMT and one of my favorite projects as a kid was NCC-1701/7 The Galileo, many projects came after that and I to learned how to make stuff thanks to my DAD. I am here now without family and money, I can only hope, that some how that one day I can help others. I got to show my Dad the best project I learned and then put on a path to perfect, water as a fuel source. My happiest moment was about a year ago, I got to show Dad and his Brother I can use water as a fuel source and showed them many experiments. I know my Dad was so proud of me. As a proto-type design engineer I should have been OK. One Other popular feat my Dad did was to teach Chip Foose how to draw at Project Design in Goleta CA. I miss my Dad. I learned one thing, no matter what it is you want to or need to know, take the challenge and go and learn it, learn how to do many different things. Well, I am still trying.
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