True Stories About Myself

Introduction

A couple years before his passing in summer 2014, my grandfather (Gong Gong) decided to write an autobiography. He wrote a 15-page Chinese transcript, detailing anecdotes and hardships he experienced during his lifetime; he even documented significant dates, his job history, and outlined his family tree. After a hired translator created an English translation, Aunt Mona, along with my mom, Uncle Mase, Uncle Marshall, and other family relatives, transformed the English transcript of Gong Gong’s autobiography into a physical book using Shutterfly services.

Several copies were ordered to give to various family members, including myself, in hopes of carrying out Gong Gong’s stories and sustaining his legacy. Aunt Mona even gave it to Gong Gong himself just in time for his last birthday celebration on August 9, 2014. Gong Gong passed away on August 10, 2014 at 11:20 AM.  

Gong Gong's passing was a turning point for me. Some of his last words spoken in Mandarin Chinese were, “Today, we are Chinese…” Although I was unable to understand his words at the time, hearing about their translated meaning later rejuvenated a sense of cultural pride in me that I had never felt before. It pushed me to pursue and embrace my cultural roots, to learn about Gong Gong’s history, and to deepen my understanding of what it meant to be Asian American.

At present, I plan to continue taking Chinese language courses throughout my college career and am even interning in Shanghai, China this summer. This renaissance has strengthened not only my cultural identity, but my human identity as well. I am continually inspired by Gong Gong and my family's strength. 

Today, I feel I have grown even closer to Gong Gong through completing a digital remediation of his autobiography. His stories have given me insightful perspective on what experiences he was drawing from whenever he would lecture me and other relatives about advice and life lessons he has learned. Whether the situation concerned him pulling younger versions of my cousin and me aside to talk about the optimal age to marry, why bananas are healthy snacks, or to discuss the ideal significant other, it is clear that Gong Gong was always thinking of everybody and their well-being.

There are probably details that are missing or have gotten lost through translation or through consolidation of information. However, inspired by how my family has continued to comb through Gong Gong's written and physical artifacts and reflect on stories he has shared by word of mouth, I hope to become a more integrated part of this process of coloring in our family's memory of Gong Gong.

I hope that this digital remediation of my grandfather's autobiography serves as one of many steps towards continuing to remember his voice, his stories, his strength, and his legacy.

The evolution of Gong Gong's autobiography forms over the years - from his self-written Chinese transcript, to an English translation by a hired translator, to an English transcript edited and restructured by family members, to the final product of a physical book, and now, to a digital remediation of his written stories...

View the full Chinese transcript written by Gong Gong here.




Family Background

Kou Chiu is my first name, but I am also known as Dun-Chen and Fan-Han. My legal American citizen's name is: Frank Kou-Chiu, or recorded as Frank K.C. Liu (as shown in my Social Security I.D. card).

I am a Chinese American, but I was born in Yi-Yang District in the Hunan Province of China on August 5, 1925. Di Qing Liu was my father and Hu Shi Liu was my mother. I had two elder brothers who lived in China. Their names were Guo Qing Liu and Guo Ming Liu. Both married and each had 4 children. 

My father was the eldest of five brothers. I am not clear on whether or not my mother had siblings. My father was very nice and very social - people remarked on what a good personality he had. My mom would joke saying that if he met a stone, he would find a way to talk to it. He was a natural salesman, and his workers really enjoyed working for him. My mother was very capable. She could make anything - she made shoes, made my clothes with stitching that looked machine made - and despite not having any formal education, she was the main accountant and money handler for our family and family business. She learned to memorize by color how much money she was given and what to give back in change.  

The Family Business

Growing up, my family were always farmers. My father ranked as the first senior son; together with his four younger brothers, they worked the land and farmed 100 acres for many years.

In 1920, the family changed their focus from farming and ventured into a new business: sewing. We started small and medium-sized enterprises of three knitting factories with distribution channels at a river basin between Xiang Shui & Zi Shui from 1920 to 1945.

These three factories spanned varying locations across the Yi-Yang city. The factories made yarn, socks, towels, t-shirts, wool, cotton, sweaters, and other items. The name of our manufacturing company was Double Linen Made, with our home offices in Yi-Yang District, Hunan.

The whole business, including retail sales, covered nearly one-fifth of the Hunan Province, as well as surrounding two major rivers and communities. Between 1920-1945, the Liu family's business experienced many prosperous years, but then fell into bad fortune because of the brutal years of the Japanese-Sino war and occupation. Our family business was destroyed because of Japanese invaders and their indiscriminate bombing.

Being the Lil' Boss

One time, my Dad asked me to distribute merchandise into the countryside - a trip that would take me 5 days and 4 nights. I was 12 years old; I was expected to be the little boss and to represent the family. 

I had a few workers with me - my job was to lead them and get the merchandise safely to the country, avoiding bandits along the way. The trip required going down the river for 5 days, covering nearly 500 miles. The boat was very small, and I had to use a long stick to push the boat along the river.

When I finished the job and reunited with my parents, they were pleased and proud that I accomplished this by myself. I learned at a young age how important it was to be responsible and to finish a job well. 

War Time

The Japanese-Sino war lasted eight years, from 1937-1945. The Japanese attacked by shooting, bombing, and firing, destroying people's lives and their livelihood. My family suffered greatly during the war and ultimately had to escape from our hometown in order to survive. For nearly 4 years, we hid and lived as refugees in the surrounding mountainous areas.

This all happened during my primary and middle school years. Being young, and given the challenging circumstances, I wanted to study hard and get an education, but with the war going on, that would just need to wait.

Having to overcome difficult situations and to fight to get an education is something I would strive for the rest of my life and what I would pass on to my children and grandchildren. Knowledge is power. 



Rough Road to Education

Our family had to relocate many times, making my education an extremely difficult process - there was little peace time, and it was all about surviving the war.

However, in 1942, the famous National 11th High School opened their enrollment to select the best students across give different cities by evaluating performance based on competitive entrance exams. This school offered full scholarships to most students who were then granted enrollment. Thousands of students anxiously wanted to take these entrance exams with the hope of being selected.

I took this great school's entrance exam in Chon-Den, Hunan in July 1942. Thirty days after taking this exam, despite the harsh conditions, I received a formal notice from the National 11th High School. I was accepted and selected to come into the school as a new 10th grade student. I was qualified to get the full scholarship.

Receiving this great and valuable news during these difficult times brought much happiness to me and my whole family. However, this school was about 400 miles away - far away from my home, and there wasn't any public transportation systems provided. With the school in the countryside, the only way to get there is by jogging and walking - that's it. 

I made this journey alone but hired a helper to carry my luggage. Together, we walked through various high mountains and crossed rough rivers. I covered at least five districts, such as: Yi-Yang, An-Hwa, Sin-Hwa, Nan-Tei, and Sau-Yang. It took my five arduous days of hard walking, running, and creeping along on those long and rough roads. 

Along the way, we walked through a mountainous area filled with bandits. We didn't want to get stuck there, so we sped up to avoid getting caught in that dangerous area. Thankfully, with my quick thinking and fast reflexes, I arrived safely at National 11th High School at the Bamboo Bridge, Hunan on August 20, 1942.

This experience of just being a teenage boy - walking by myself, without family - for hundreds of miles in the countryside, so far way from home and my family - I suddenly broke down and cried. So much mixed feelings of fear, happiness, and hope coming true, and feeling so much sadness for suffering so much!

Military Duty and High School Life

Between 1942-1946, there was mandatory military training before graduating from high school. Every new enrolled 10th grade student should be trained with military courses for six months.

During the Railroad Wars between Xiang and Gui, all students in the school had to abandon their studies. In 1943, the whole school - in total, about three thousand people and students - was forced to withdraw and flee to a small city called Lun-Tan. We had to climb over a height of two or three thousand feet of mountains called Snow-Top. We settle there about six to eight months, then we were forced again to move because of the continuing threat of war.

In 1944, the school moved to Shen-Chee city, and it stayed there for about one year. In 1945, China finally won the victory in the Japanese-Sino war. The Japanese surrendered unconditionally, and our National 11th High School relocated to a farther area named Yau-Yang, close to Den-Ting Lake, north of Hunan. After the Japanese-Sino war, all students in our school settled down at Hexin, Pingqiao, and Yueyang of Xiangbei Province. 

Finding Work, Then Going to College

Due to all the hardships, I had to find a job first instead of going to college now. When I left home, I was 22 years old, and that was the last time I would ever see my parents. 

Finding jobs at this time was very difficult. I remembered Huang, my school mate who died from a bladder infection - his father was an official over several school districts. I mailed him a letter asking if he could help - be willing to recommend me for any school jobs in the area. He found one - my primary role was to teach 5th graders, but I also had to teach music for the whole school. I had no music experience but desperately needed the job - so I took it!

I had to basically fake my way through as the music teacher - I found a methodical way to hide my inexperience. I would break down each song and work on it section by section, playing it over and over again and tinkering on the piano, playing the few notes I knew. See, I would sneak into the school the night before to practice on the piano to prepare for the next day - it worked! In total, I taught the school 22 different songs and even held a music concert.

After this job ended, my father anxiously encouraged me that a young man should go to military academy first - the importance of dedicating your life to serve your country and people. So, in the fall of 1948, I went to Hu-Han and registered for the Chinese Naval College of Technology. I took the entrance exams and physical exams separately in Wu-Han and Nan-Kin. Three weeks later, I was selected with high-standing.

I still remember fresh in my mind, the Navy officer when he appointed me - I was chosen to lead a group of 200 students. Together, we traveled from Nan-Kin, the capital, to Shanghai, entering into these Naval College of Technology buildings, which were located near the Jiang Nan Ship Building factory. 

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Naval College of Technology

This college provided four major departments:

  1. Department of Technology
  2. Department of Shipbuilding
  3. Department of Electric Systems
  4. Department of Weaponry

Some professors were from Jiao Tong University in Shanghai; however, after the communists took over in April 1949, the whole school and students had to evacuate immediately and move to the Tzo-Yan Navy base in Taiwan. After that move, most professors were weapon industry experts from the Chen Gong University.

The Chinese Naval College of Technology was renowned - this new location site was where the new Navy set up its base. It was furnished with new wide buildings and with the latest modern equipment. During this period, officers of the American military advisory team were accompanied by the Taiwan Naval Commander-in-Chief, General Qua. They came to visit our school, to review our publications and magazines in both Chinese and English versions. I managed all of the writing, translating, and publication of these materials. Their positive appraisal and words of encouragement of my work spread across the Navy base and school.

In 1953, I enrolled to take the annual Political Science exams to become a personnel for the Navy. Fortunately, I did well and placed second on the Navy's major political examination from a pool of nearly 250 other competitors.

Working at Air Asia

I was lucky to be transferred to the Air Asia Company, which was previously the Flying Tigers squadron. I worked in Air Asia for about a year, and then I was again transferred to receive professional training of aircraft maintenance and modification at Air Force bases in Tai Nan. Most professors there were military experts and aviation professors. We studied engines and maintenance for aircraft, such as the F-86, F-100, C-123, and C-130. These aircraft engines were built to mainly support the American army and for the requirement needs of the Korean War and Vietnam War. 



Married at Tainan

While working at Air Asia in 1958, my former professors, Professor Zhu and Professor Guo's wife, introduced me to my future dear wife Ho Yin Hoo. Yin was from Wuxi, where her hometown was. She was born in Beiping (Beijing) in 1935 and grew up in Hunan with her two older brothers: Ho Yin Hui (Henry) and Ho Yin Jun (Peter).

When she was around 8 years old, she relocated to Taiwan with her family; her parents hoped to find better job opportunities there. Yin's father, Ho Ting Liang, found work at the railroad; her mother, Ho Ling Tse, found work in the administrative school office, but she also played the piano during the raising of the flag ceremony as the children sang the country salute song to start the school day. 

It is hard to believe now, but my wife had a very severe stuttering problem growing up. At school, the students were expected to stand up in class and read aloud, but my wife could not - she literally would freeze. But, with helpful and compassionate professors, my wife was able to finish school and eventually graduated from business school in 1958. 

During our courtship, I would fly in on the weekends to see her. Finally, on March 30, 1959, we were married. Our wedding was held at Zhi Mei Zhai in Tainan with a blessing from Mr. Gao, who was the vice president of our school. We spent our honeymoon at Sun Moon Lake in Taizhong. After our honeymoon, we visited my wife's family in Taipei and her relatives for a banquet to celebrate our marriage again with our happiness. 


When Po Po listens to this song, it reminds her of Gong Gong. "Still Lake Under The August Moon" was played at his funeral service on August 15, 2014.


Becoming a Father

Having a family was very important to me. I became a father for the first time on November 4, 1959. My first son, Liu Mu Yao (Marshall) was born. Then, two years later, I became a father for the second time on September 11, 1961. My second son, Liu Mu Suen (Mase) was born. Then, two years later, I became a father for the third time on October 3, 1963. My first daughter, Liu Mu Jing (Julia) was born. Now with three children, I was determined to give my family a better life.

I had my eyes set on living the American Dream.

In Pursuit of My American Dream

In 1960, the United States terminated a certain amount of financial aid to Taiwan. Taiwan and the United States broke off diplomatic relations. China recently tested the atomic bomb and the situation was tense. To escape the growing tension, there were many people who wanted to go overseas. I was almost 30 years old and distressed that I did not know how to look for opportunities for traveling abroad.

During a conversation on a field trip with Mr. Huang, who was my colleague, he mentioned that his Pastor Mr. Xia could lead us to go overseas for the opportunity of religious study with just a low cost of installment. It would take around one year of administrative work to do this. Thanks to God, my wife and I were very appreciative of this opportunity and decided to let Mr. Huang introduce us to Mr. Xia. An appointment was made for us to visit Pastor Xia in Taipei to apply for this opportunity.

On July 4, 1962, the meeting happened and it was settled; I wrote a check for 6,000 Taiwanese dollars, and Pastor Mr. Xia wrote a check for the same amount back to me. Our deposits could be refundable if it was not successful. We were happy on the inside but dared not to show it on the outside. We thought there were no problems with Mr. Huang's personal recommendation and receiving help from Pastor Xia.

However, the next day I had a meeting with Mr. Xie, who was an attorney working on the final negotiations to build an airport within 500 meters at Tainan. After the meeting, I mentioned to Mr.  Xie that I wanted to resign and shared with him this opportunity with Pastor Xia. I asked for his opinion and showed him the agreement between Pastor Xia. Mr. Xie told me that it was a fraud - when he casually mentioned it to me, at the time, it sounded as if a thunderbolt had gone off in my head. He added that there were probably many other victims because of this fraud. Mr. Xie persuaded me to immediately stop all processing to avoid being spoofed.

In the afternoon of that same day, I went to verify Pastor Xia’s living address and I was told that the Pastor was from Hong Kong, married and had children. I had to return to Tainan, because I had to go back to work the next day, and I thought long and hard for a few days about how to solve the problems, which was:

  • How to get my deposit back
  • How to prove the fraud
  • How to verify Pastor Xia’s check

It was incredibly important to me to expose this fraud. There was an attorney named Mr. Lee, who was living downstairs from where I was living. Mr. Lee made a suggestion that we should resolve all problems in a peaceful manner instead of going to the court, and it was not worth it for me to travel a long distance between Taipei and Tainan. So, I made a call to my school mate, Mr. Huang, and Pastor Xia. I told both of them that my cousin Liu Yuan Fang was interested in going overseas and needed their help. I also mentioned to Pastor Xia that he needed to hold my check, because my cousin and I would visit Taipei and meet with them again to exchange my check with cash and give my apologies.

After one week I went to Tu Di Bank in Hua Lian City to verify Pastor’s check. Just as I thought, Pastor Xia’s check was fraudulent.

On July 15, 1962 - I flew to Taipei accompanied with my cousin Yuan Fang, who was a reporter. We also had an undercover police officer join us who we could trust. We rented a car and the three of us headed to Pastor Xia’s place on time, Mr. Huang would be joining us there as well.

We started with pleasantries and then agreed that both sides should show all the necessary documents to support our contract:

  • Passports for all the persons going overseas
  • Official documents approved by The Interior Ministry for going overseas of religious study
  • Exchange the deposit checks of both sides with cash. For me, uncertain of how this would all unfold, in order to minimize my losses - I cleverly cut pieces of plain paper to match the size of actual money. Then, I bundled it together and placed real money on the top and bottom of this bundle. This is what I handed over to Pastor Xia. When all the documents, money, and passports were handed over to the undercover police officer, it became clear this was all a fraud and now the police had the evidence to prove it. At this moment, the undercover police officer showed his badge. We were then all taken to the police station to deal with the aftermath.

It was left up to me if I wanted to sue them for fraud and forgery. I ultimately decided not to sue them, because my school mate Mr. Huang was involved in this case, and I already got my deposit check back. I asked Pastor Xia to confess himself to the police officers. I did not expect that my first attempt to see my longtime dream of going to America would end like this.



Immigrating to Argentina

I had to change my life plan for going overseas.

After the first failed attempt with the Pastor, I finally decided to resign from the office of the Asia Air airline company in 1965. I found a way to fly to Argentina since the United States, due to growing tensions with China, had locked down on allowing Chinese immigrants into the country.

On July 22, 1965, my wife and our three young children (Marshall - 6 years, Mase - 4 years, Julia - 2 years) left Taiwan to immigrate to Argentina.

We flew to the capital, Buenos Aires, Argentina, through Tokyo, San Francisco, Panama, Peru, and Chile. For half a year, I wandered in the capital without a job. We lived with friends, and Yin helped out by cooking the meals. While the friends were kind to let us stay, it was difficult for my wife sometimes, because there was not always enough food for the two families. Yin would be busy feeding our younger child and would end up eating very little, often times scraping the bottom of the rice bowls. After I traveled many places and went through many difficulties, I was eventually hired and began working at the Engineering and Planning Department of Ford Motor.

At about the same time, I was also invited to go into partnership for a restaurant and start an import business. For the restaurant, my wife took care of our three children and worked as a part-time chef. I was a part-time manager and jack of all trades... I ended up designing the ornate Chinese circular front door of the restaurant. During those days, we both worked extremely hard day and night, but unfortunately, two years later, our restaurant went under; the import business was blocked, and then I got laid off by Ford Motor Company.

The Vietnam War was happening at this time, and America needed more talented people. So, I decided to apply for 3rd status P-3 immigration. This would allow me entrance into the United States and give me the ability to legally apply for any U.S. job. Thank God - our application was accepted. Our American dream seemed to finally be coming true.

American Dream Came True

We planned to come to America by boat, which was more affordable and safer than by plane. Furthermore, our children had the rare opportunity of experiencing ocean travel with all expenses covered for thirty days. Not only could we enjoy delicious seafood, but we also could enjoy the various nationalities traveling aboard.

Our family of five traveled by sea on the ship named, Argentina Maru, through the Atlantic Ocean, South America, Central America, Panama Channel, and along the Pacific Coast, with a stop over in San Pedro, California. The day after the ship's goods were unloaded at San Pedro, the ship was to set sail on to San Francisco, which was our intended final destination,. We were supposed to get back on the boat...

However, during this layover, I decided to walk to the pier and call an acquaintance of mine from Buenos Aires, Mr. Sam. Mr. Sam was originally from Argentina, but now living in the Hollywood area in California.

While we both were still in Argentina, I casually mentioned to him that I was planning on immigrating to the U.S. Before setting sail, I decided to mail my itinerary to him, just to let him know my journey was starting.

While I was on the San Pedro pier, I called Mr. Sam, but he didn't answer. It was not a surprise since Mr. Sam was not expecting to hear from me. So, I hung up the phone; as I turned to walk back to the boat, I was so surprised to see Mr. Sam and his wife standing before me. To this day, I still can't fathom this fateful meeting. God obviously had plans for me. Let me explain.

Mr. Sam told me he thought he could get me a job at his company in about a week. I had to decide right there and then whether to continue on to San Francisco, with no job lined up, or to trust Mr. Sam with his job probability. To this day, I still do not know what compelled Mr. Sam, an acquaintance, to come down to meet me in San Pedro, but looking back now, I see it as God's plan. 

I made my up my mind to go with Mr. Sam. With this decision, I had to find a way to get off the boat, gather my wife and kids, and remove all 23 pieces of luggage from the ship without getting into trouble with the immigration inspection. I had several pieces of gold, and that was prohibited.

I told the boat captain that I needed to get off the boat for an emergency. He told me to place all my luggage in the hanger for immigration inspection. As I was laying out the luggage, I feverishly searched through the 23 pieces of luggage and gathered all the gold I had packed. At great risk, I handed all the gold over to Mr. Sam's wife.

The inspector came and asked me to open up the two middle cases. He then left for a few minutes. During that time, I pulled out a few trinkets that I bought from Hong Kong. When the inspector returned and started to search through the luggage, I casually mentioned to him that I had these small trinkets from Hong Kong, and would he like to take them home to his children?

Well, that did it - the inspector smiled and then approved the inspection right on the spot. 

After getting clearance, I hugged Mr. Sam. I was in total elation and so happy to be surrounded with such goodness. I was extremely thankful to God that we were so fortunate to have had these great friends waiting to help us in this new foreign country. 



Fatherhood (Again) & Fighting to Survive

On September 3, 1969, I became a father again. My second daughter, Liu Mu Lan (Mona) was born. She was born in California and was the first American born citizen in our family. Now, with the six of us, I had to do double the work to survive to keep up with the increasing living expenses. In the first of the year when Mulan was born, my wife hoped that she could have a long-awaited reunion with her mother and that her mother would help after she gave birth to Mulan. 

At the time, I worked at Weber Aircraft Corporation Company but decided that I had to find a second job, since airline tickets were so expensive. We simply could not afford it on just one income. S.S.P. had an advertisement of hiring new employees. I called the company three times within five weeks but got the same response - that their recruitment quota was full. 

I was worried, because I needed the money. Soon, the company published a second advertisement to recruit new employees. I was told that they still had openings and would set an interview with me after I called the company. When I called them, I told them I would arrive within ten minutes for the interview.

When I arrived, I was then told that they filled their quota again, which made me very upset. I slammed my fist on the table and told them I would hire a lawyer to sue them for racial discrimination and for violation of labor laws and the U.S. Constitution. The situation was a very tense moment, and a manager came out. He apologized and told me that it was the fault of the staff for this mix-up. He examined all of my documents and professional license and then allowed me to come to work next week. I was so pleased and at that moment believed America was a great country - with justice and protection for people who had to follow the law. 

Work History & Struggles

For the next 14 years, the United States experienced the Korean War, the Vietnam War, and the nation was weakened by economic depression. During this time, I got laid of 7 times from 1968 to 1982. Here are the following companies:

1) Weber Aircraft Corp.

2) Manasco Co.

3) S.S.P. MFG. Co.

4) APS Jet Engine Co.

5) VSI MFG. Corp.

6) Fairchild Aircraft Corp.

7) Alcoa Corp.

Most of the companies listed above were American Airlines or U.S. Space Defense industries, relating to manufacturing or repair facilities. My responsibilities were merchandise testing and product management. The main workers must have a variety of licenses approved by the federal government. For example: FAA-A (airplane department) or FAA-P (engine department) with technical skills of x-ray, magnetic force, stress, fluorescence, and other advanced testing skills and licenses, which could take years of study and experience. I was lucky and had all these licenses and skills.

Since 1968, when we arrived to California, my lovely wife has worked hard all her life. Not only did she take care of our four children, but she also worked full-time as a garment worker in a fashion industry, studied IT, and did assembly work in Micom until 1989. 

In 1975, we began to do import trade business and real estate investment during our spare time outside of our regular jobs. We had products, such as jade jewelry, wigs, hairbrushes, loofahs, and other beauty merchandise imported from Taiwan, Hong Kong, or South Korea for the wholesale business, and we distributed out merchandise at different places. Real estate investments were more risky. At one time, I had bought, rented, and sold nearly 10 different home properties. Between the buying and selling, there were a lot of required skills, and during the lease business, there were a lot of required tricks. 

During this time, there was a sense of stability and self-reliance, although we rushed in the morning and evening to keep up with our small sideline businesses. During these 25 years, our business had its ups and downs, and we were getting older as time flew away. 

Our Retirement Life

I retired from Alcoa Corporation in 1994 when I was 69 years old. Having been laid off 7 times, I could not get any retirement benefits, because I did not work long enough in each of those companies to qualify. I hope my children and grandchildren can learn from my experience.

Yin has been retired now for over nearly 25 years. She has made extraordinary contributions as my dear wife, as an amazing mother, and as a loving grandmother. Our children and I are all very grateful. 

Now retired, my wife and I were blessed to travel together. We enjoyed going with the Chinese tour groups to Europe, the Caribbean, Hawaii, and then going on local family trips and flying to Texas and Seattle to see our daughters. We went back to China several times: in 1984, 1990, 1996, 2000, and 2003. I used the visits to China to reconnect with my relatives from my hometown, to pay our respect to our ancestors, and to my parents who passed away. For several decades, I provided financial support to my brothers, sister-in-laws, relatives, and folks. I felt sorry that I could not offer more help to people in my hometown.



Blessing of Family

My wife and I have shared much together, including our deep love for each other for these past 55 years, since 1959 to 2014. We have gone through a lot of difficulties and have relocated from China to Hong Kong, Taiwan, North America, Central and South America - our family eventually came together. 

Our children are very intelligent, and they are all married. They have their own careers. We love our children and our grandchildren - always encouraging them to study and work hard, to be independent, to be kind, and to be generous to others. We also teach our children to do their best no matter what they do and be mindful to prepare for the worst. Gold and silver are not reliable wealth, but what is reliable and fundamental is to be a moral person with credit, wisdom, and skills.

Now, we live in a Western society, a foreign country, and should sincerely return to Christ with our love, hope, as well as our faith. We also need to abide by Chinese old sayings and carry forward Chinese culture. Since there is a limitation for us to relocate back to our hometown in China, we have settled down in the U.S. with our children and grandchildren, and we all make our family and our motherland proud of us. I am very appreciate of my wife, to my ancestors, and I thank God for all that he has done for me and my family. 


Gong Gong says a few words on Father's Day - June 06, 2013. 



Grandparents

Mr. Lan Sam Liu - died 1932 at 68 

Mrs. Wen She Liu - died 1940 at 75

Parents

Mr. Ti-Chin Liu - died 1952 at 62 

Mrs. Hu-Shi Liu - died 1954 at 63

Uncles

Mr. Ti-Shee Liu

Mr. Ti-Chau Liu

Mr. Ti-Sou Liu

Mr. Ti-May Liu

Brothers

Mr. Kou-Chin Liu - died 1991 at 75; survived by wife and 4 children (2 boys, 2 girls)

Mr. Kou-Ming Liu - died at 80; survived by wife and his 4 daughters


 Liu Family Tree - gifted to Gong Gong for his 89th birthday by Liu family in Summer 2014.

Liu Family Tree - gifted to Gong Gong for his 89th birthday by Liu family in Summer 2014.


My Children, Spouses, & Grandchildren

  • First son: Marshall Mark Liu - married to Joanne Liu and has one daughter, Jennifer Liu
  • Second son: Mase Liu - married to Maggie Liu and has two daughters, Amanda and Angela Liu
  • First daughter: Julia Liu Sing - married to Tuck Sing and has two daughters, Lindsay and Leia Sing
  • Second daughter: Mona Liu Beggs - married to Tim Beggs and has three children: Samuel, Benjamin, and Josephine Liu-Beggs

My Children's & My Grandchildren's Names & Meanings

  • Marshall - Liu Mu Yao (famous, good Chinese emperor)
  • Jennifer - Hua Xing (holding happiness close to my heart)
  • Mase - Liu Mu Suen (famous, good Chinese emperor)
  • Amanda - Hua Ting (beautiful and graceful)
  • Angela - Hua Jing (strong independence)
  • Julia - Liu Mu Jing (famous Chinese heroine)
  • Lindsay - Xiao Ling (honoring great grandma using her surname)
  • Leia - Xiao Ruei (three hearts of love)
  • Mona - Liu Mu Lan (famous Chinese heroine)
  • Samuel - Xing Ming Er (son of heavenly light)
  • Benjamin - Ban Ji Men (bright hero)
  • Josephine - Jo Se Phen (fragrance and beauty)


1925 I was born on August 5th in Yi-Yang District, Hunan

1937-1945 Japanese Sino War begins

1946-1948 Graduated from National 11th Senior High School - full scholarship

1946-1948 Worked as a high school teacher - taught in Hunan at two different schools

1948-1953 Based on nationwide test scores, I was selected by the Chinese Naval College of Technology in Shanghai; studied in the mechanical and aeronautical engineering department

1959 Married to Ho Yin Hoo on March 30th in Tainan, Taiwan

1959 First son born on November 4 - Liu Mu Yao

1961 Second son born on September 11 - Liu Mu Suen

1963 First daughter born on October 3 - Liu Mu Jing

1953-1965 Worked at Civil Air Transport Inc. - Flying Tigers

1965 In May, family immigrated to Argentina, Buenos Aires

1966-1968 Worked at Ford Motor Co.

1967-1968 In partnership with five other people to open a Chinese restaurant; Yin was the assistant chef, and I was the manager and accountant (part-time)

1968 Qualified 3rd preference, giving my family of five the ability to immigrate to U.S. 

1968-1869 Worked several different jobs: cook's assistant (2 months), vacuum salesman (didn't finish the training), Weber Aircraft Inc., Cen-Air Co., Manasco - quality inspector

1969 Second daughter born on September 3 - Liu Mu Lan

1972 Worked at aircraft non-destruction inspection in Long Beach

1972-1989 Worked at APS Jet Engine Co. in Burbank

1980-1982 Worked in Voi-Shan Hardware in Sylmar

1982-1993 Worked in Fairchild Aircraft Inc. in Chatsworth; retired on Dec. 17, 1993

1994 Northridge 6.7 earthquake hits; 3 houses (17227 and 17245 San Fernando Mission, 16619 Devonshire) with nearly $170K in damages

1990 Moved to our Palmdale home on October 27