Although I don't know much about my Father; where he was born in China exactly, what his young life was like, how he came to America, how he came to marry my mother, or much else about him before he became my Dad, I do know he had a hard life.  
I know that the man I called my Grandfather (Yee Dock) somehow was involved in my dads coming to the US.  Weather this man was my real Grandfather or was a man who took my Dad under his wing is a mistery to me.  I've heard different stories.  
My father came here as a young man at first and I know he didn't like the Christmas Season because he remembers being in the cold and having to steal milk bottles off  pourches to have nourishment.  I think my father returned to China and had a wife. She and my two half sister stayed in China while my dad came here to make a living.  He never was able to bring his Wife and my one half sister Oi to the USA.  However, after many years of all the legal immigration work back and forth from here to China,  my other half sister Sauking came to live with him in 1976.  Sauking took care of my dad until his passing and still lives here today.  My sister Oi came to visit my dad in 2003 just before he passed.  He had not seen her for over 40 years. It was bittersweet because by then Dad was not able to speak, and was bedridden.  I'll never forget taking him in his wheelchair to the airport to pick her up and how heartbreaking it was to see the tears of joy roll down his face. 
He was well know by many, the elite to the little man on the street.  Held in high esteem by the Chinese community as (Bill). My parent owned Hing's Hand Laundry on Jefferson Ave. in Detroit, MI.  He was respected by the business community as well.  
Mom and Dad could both be considered stern parents and we all had our ups and down as most families, but Dad stood by us through thick and thin.  He was a hard worker and when the going got tuff and he had to take care of all of us by himself, even tough he was very down in the dumps, and the youngest of us was only three yrs. old,  he carried his head high and did what he had to do for us to keep us together as a family.  Until I was much older, did I realize what a hard time I gave him as a young teenager, and how much I love and respect him for his strength and love.  You made us all better people Dad and I will never forget what you did for me.  You are my hero.