Remembering Pak
June 21st, 2009 at 9:42 am (Uncategorized, Pak)
The aroma of the curve cut tobacco, war time stories, tokohoon plasters and crossword puzzles always remind me of Pak. A kind, generous man until he died. Today I remember Pak and I remember the song Sri Mersing that he wanted us to buy from the record shop down the road, but we never did.
