2nd April, 1972
*comment off.* I was 8 years old. It lasted five days. They couldn’t locate my second brother who was scouting in the jungles of Pahang. So, we couldn’t put my father in the casket. Therefore, we had to treat him like he was alive. Spooky for an 8 years old! We couldn’t bath and musn’t [...]
Posted on April 2nd, 2006 by Lilian
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