My apologies for the absence in a journal entry, I had a lot happening. Does anybody have a year that your favourite people in one's generation passes away, like for example Clarissa Dickson-Wright, Robin Williams, James Garner, Rik Mayall, Richard Attenborough, Gottfried John, Richard Kiel, etc?
Well, as much as I admired many famous people of my time - the most recent passing was that of my beloved Grandfather, Norman Moon Yau Lowe (7th Jan 1929 - 26 June 2014), aged 85.
Grandpa Norman was a great man in his time - if memory serves me correctly he was one of the first to come to Australia to start working. Then afterwards when the Cultural Revolution ended in China, he and his brother Peter (my late great uncle) took their families over to Australia, and one of them included his daughter (aka. my mother), Susan. He was quite the businessman - he helped set up the New Chung San Restaurant in Chermside (which was still going) until his retirement. Outside of work, he loved his family, along with his pet Dobermans. Also in his spare time, he like watching sport including boxing (I think), enjoyed good food and criticised that there was no way Macgyver could get out of a dangerous situation with menial objects in his inventory in real life.
He was a loving relative to us all - including my cousins Daniel, Yena & Richard, my sister Joanna, and myself included. One of my fondest memories involved with him was whenever he came over to our house he used to buy me a Choppa Loaf (a kind of pizza like twist) from Brumby's Bakery as a treat when I was a kid (until the price rose from about $5 to $7-something AUD). Another few included my coming over to his place after a Yum Cha breakfast/brunch (however you look at it) and when he and his wife Ho Chew Ying (my grandmother) took Yena, Richard, Jo, and myself to Hong Kong, Macau, and Canton for the first time at the end of 1999. Even though I didn't appreciate the name, he used to call me a little monkey when I was a kid.
Nonetheless... I'm not to sure how I'm going to end this entry. Perhaps all I can say is this; even though everyone's life has its ups and down, things are empty without him around. But even though he was no longer with us in body, his spirit still watches over us all. In fact, I haven't shed tears in a while until his funeral. But if I know him, he would want us to continue working hard so we can have a good life and a bright future. He will be missed greatly.
Above all... I hope I can make you proud... and thank you for looking after us in those wonderful years with him.