Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Bob Nakanishi


Today began like any other day, I crawled out of bed like usual and went to classes, I got breakfast, lunch, and dinner as usual without a thought and even splurged on some ice cream for dessert. However I think why I will never forget this day is because it serves as a testament to how unexpected life can be. After dinner I was returning a call from my mom when my dad informed me of my grandfather's passing today. Why is this important? I feel that everyone can sympathize, because everyone has at least one person in the world that they care about and many have experienced the loss of a loved one. I only just got off the phone with my dad, and I wanted to write this post as a means of reflection of one of the many people I was extremely lucky to have shape me into the person I am today.
I think  one memory that i will always remember about my grandpa is when he took me out one day when I was about five or six years old. We spent an hour walking up and down the shoreline  stopping every now and then to look out onto the San Francisco Bay, I even remember the two of us were walking back to the car and i stopped and watched a fuzzy brown Caterpillar crawl along the path. When my brother and I were kids my grandpa would take us to Coyote point, telling us not to wonder to far away from him as we gleefully ran around like maniacs, unknown to him we both could tell that he was having as much fun as we were looking at skeletons and stuffed and mounted animals.
I cannot express the feelings or words as to how much I looked up to my grandfather, his life was an adventure and far from an easy one. Growing up in society today i cannot fathom what it must have been for my grandfather and his family to go through World War Two in the Tule Lake internment camp a time where despite being a US citizen, he was marked as an enemy based on his Japanese ancestry;  as well as getting out of the camp with only a $1.50 in his pocket and having to become a man at the age of sixteen and take care of his mother and two younger siblings. I cannot fathom what it must have felt to leave my grandmother back home after getting drafted to fight in the Korean war. I cannot fathom how hard it must have been for my grandfather to start a family in a one room apartment.
There was so much he had gone through, so much he had done, so many people he touched, as a little kid I would have been happy to become a man like my grandfather, i still feel the same way today.
The last time I saw my Grandfather was at the end of my winter break, he was in good spirits and we talked about school and family. I am really happy to have visited him before he passed away, I will never forget his laugh and smile, as well as the way the setting sun in his window lit up his face, as if he had reached nirvana. I will never forget my grandpa, he always inspired me to be the best I could be. He helped guide me into finding my way, and to pursue my dreams.

 

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