I had a delightful experience Friday night. Tanja, my eldest was born to my Japanese wife and I on December 7, Pearl Harbor day. On Friday the young lass turned 20.
We have religious ceremonies for birthdays very early in the morning, but then the kids always have a couple of parties in addition to that.
The special part for me about the gathering in our home honoring Tanja Friday night was the phenomenal diversity of those on hand. Three or 4 generations gathered from 8 or 10 countries in all, and managed somehow to rock together for a few hours.
Much fun and a blessing indeed.
As always pictures could be better. Still here are a couple of pictures just to get an idea of our time together: