Saturday morning June 11th was our friend Alice’s Memorial service in Whittier, California.
Her daughter Svetlana read the eulogy.
Our childhood friend Natalie is musically talented along with her husband and sons and they sang a favorite song of Alice’s, One Day at a Time Sweet Jesus. This is Natalie, her sons, and her husband is in the background on the keyboard.
We were able to take home Alice’s memoir of her escape from China. Alice’s father was Chinese and her mother was Russian.
Alice is on the left and her older sister on the right.
These are the last two paragraphs in Alice’s story of her escape and journey that eventually brought her to the United States. Her story is one of miracles traveling through China to Shanghai and then being able to sail on an American ship to the Philippines. From there after a few years, her mother, older sister and Alice were finally able to immigrate to the U.S.A. and they landed in San Francisco in January of 1951. Alice was twelve when they arrived in San Francisco.
Five of my brothers and sisters were also at the Memorial and we took some photos together.
It was good to see so many old friends at the Memorial and to catch up on each other’s life events. It was good to great Alice’s kids, nephews, nieces and extended family and old family friends, church friends, and high school friends.
Later that evening some of us gathered at our niece’s home in Huntington Beach for a meal and more time catching up with each other.
Three of the four sisters and our friend Heidi with our youngest brother photo bombing.
A good but draining day. My time has been full here in Southern California with more get togethers to come.