My dad died two years ago of a sudden heart attack. I think he would have been proud of us during our summer vacation. Almost the entire extended family took a trip to Harbin, China, to attend the wedding of my youngest brother to a Russian girl. Everyday, all 20 of got on a bus and toured various parts of the city. My mother says that the best part of the trip for her was listening to all of us laugh and enjoy each other's company, far away from our daily responsibilities. Here's a picture from the bus, with some of my family, some of the bride's family and friends, some of the groom's friends, and the American pastor and his wife who spoke Russian and Chinese.
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