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Yesterday was my father’s birthday--- but he’s not been able to celebrate it with us anymore. Father passed away in 1998, when I was a junior in college. That was a big shock in my life, and it made me more mature in mental. There goes an old saying ”Like Father like son.” I think it is pretty suitable for describing my father and me. Physically, my voice is quite like his that every time my aunts and other relatives often mistook I to he. Mentally, optimism, passion and humorous are also our qualities in common. Maybe I should say that in our limited sharing life, he had taught us the most important lessons about living.

In my memory, Dad was busy working, and seldom talked with us during our adolescent period. Besides, my brother and I were “busy studying, too!” (kind of a pity of Taiwan youth). What now comes in my mind during that embarrassing period was our “lukewarm interactive,” like my radio player (sent by him) and his suddenly curiousness of NBA players (I wondered that he’s really interested in sports). After I studied in the college, we started to talk more topics, such as politics and news, and then I really felt good about our relationship. In my feeling, I was afraid of him in my childhood, a little (afraid of him) in my youth, and fearless in adult.

I now still remember what we chatted in 1998, the last talk between Father and I. That’s about my career planning, and after my “dramatic speech,” he said he was proud of me. After few years later, every time I hit on that picture, I mourn for his leaving.

I don’t often mention about my father here, because there is really not much news between us. Today, I would like to show my appreciation and my memory for “the producer of Steve” by this essay.