This is my dad in 1968 with his mom, about to get on his first plane ride in his life from his home in Manila to Phoenix, Arizona, USA, a place he knows nothing about.
When I think about doing something scary, I want to remember what this must have felt like for him to leave behind everything he had ever known, feeling the hopes and expectations of two families resting on him making a success of himself. If he can do it, so can I.
