Yeah, and then I wrote letters to everybody.
So I wrote them to my grandmother, my grandfather.
I wrote them to the body, old teachers.
And yeah, I think I will maybe just read this three section--
It's just a part of the letter to my grandmother.
"Today I found a Certificate of Marriage
and a translation of it by the President Translation Service.
The date is July 26, 1939.
Now I know your name: Miss Chang Chi-Yin.
I also know you were 27, and grandfather 26.
I wonder if this was considered strange at the time, your being
older than him.
I now know you were born on April 29, 1913.
Seeing this date makes me cry.
The tears are long and rusted.
I have tried to tie them together
into a long string toward your country.
The farthest I've ever made it was Kansas.
The tornadoes always break my tears.
Dear grandmother, I now know you're
born in Chingwan Hsien, Hopei Province.
I google Hopei and see it is in the North of China, where
all the good doughy food mother used to make comes from,
the bao zi, jiao zi, and shao bing.
I can see how close you were to Beijing and Mongolia."
And then it keeps going for a couple of pages.
But that gives you a sense of what's going on in that book.
I keep going the wrong way.