The TV in the picture that you see was the oldest TV that I know my parent has own. My parent was born in Saigon in Vietnam during the Vietnam war. This picture was taken in the 1990’s when my sister was 3 or 4 year old. This picture brings me back to the time my grandparent on my dad side were still alive, but I wasn’t born yet. I haven’t see them in person because they passed away before I was born. When I was a little I never knew about they existed until I was around 7 or 8 year old I started to wonder why I didn’t see my grandparent and where are they now? The only thing that I can get to know more about them is by asking my father about them and story that my dad told me throughout my life. That is my only source. Because of it I try to ask more about they story and also what happening to them during the Vietnam war, and how they managed to survive the war. So many question about them that I want to ask them face to face, so many question that I couldn’t count them. Now I understand that they have gone to a place where there only peace and happiness. No matter where I go they will alway be in my heart.