This is my favorite photo of my dad. It was taken circa 1982, in a cabin at Big Bear Lake, California. He’s about 43 years old here; I was about ten. He had just started a new business with my mom—a grocery store, of course—and things were going great. Our family—along with our family friends, all Korean immigrants too—was making really good money. We lived in a nice new house. We could easily afford group family vacations to Big Bear. There was a lot to dance about. I think it was mostly disco back then. My dad grew up dirt poor. So he was really dancing to celebrate never going hungry again, having kids who would never get their hands dirty, living life on his own terms, and mastering this weird new country of America. I’m proud and amazed by everything Dad managed to accomplish. I will carry on his crazy dance for as long as I am able.

#Korean #minkblanket from my childhood with mysterious depiction of an eagle bothering a tiger

Here’s my wall of Oscars just kidding

@nicolayoon and I are very excited to finally see #thesunisalsoastar 🎥 🍿