We talked about the old men in my life. There have been many.
Of course, the first old man in my life was my grandfather, Andrew Lee Eng Kong. I was reminded that he had been not just my grandfather, but my mother and father also.
And when he died - I was 12 - I lost the one person in the entire universe I had felt safe with.
Today, for the first time in my life, I spoke about what that all might mean.