So I finally made it down to the island of Koh Samui,
where I met my beloved Auntie Bo Bui, one of Dad's two remaining
sisters.

We spoke, hugged, cried. She told me that she thought Dad
would come home and be her "friend" (as she described it)
to spend time together in their old age. Tears flowed down her
face as she said, "I never imagined my younger brother would die
before I did."