HIs packing box

I opened his another packing box, and these were what i found.

The magic box

One day, my grandfather brought back a magic box called “Tannen’s Magic Mystery box”. He said it’s a 15 dollars magic box where you can put 25 dollars magic tricks. I totally forgot what was inside but by looking at the picture I found, they are definitely fun. I do remember I was enjoying the mask on my face; I even wanted to have it on while eating my dinner.

The good news from the hospital

During the time when he was in the hospital, our family was not allowed to visit him, which I think everyone knew why. I think it was because the failed mission from the train crash was top secret or something like that. I was so sad and worried about my grandfather that I couldn’t finish my dinners even though they are my favorite foods. So, he sent a postcard to me just to let me know he is fine and he is coming back soon. After that I was so happy because I know this time he is coming back forever. And I always want to eat more than I can just because I wanted to grow up faster.

The letter "He is coming back"

This is the letter he wrote before the train crash. I found it from my father’s house along with the postcards.

(When I was a child, I always wondered who that guy on the stamp was).

The train crash in 1979

I found this photo from his on of his books. I believe this was the train cash that he was in, and the one that changed our life.

The drawing for the store

I found these drawing in my grandfather's military sketch book. After the store, we always draw the store together and exchange each others drawing as a gift.

"Happy birthday captain!"

This is the birthday card that he made for me when I was 10. The background is the space man in his story that he always told us. I love that story, but I think he made that one up because seemed like I was the only one who knew this story in my childhood. The story is about a spaceman saving the world from space monsters. It was a long story that we actually spent 4 weekends to finish it. It was so good that we would want to stay over in his studio over night and keep begging him to tell us more. Every time he stopped, we all would draw out the scene of the story on that day and while we were drawing, he would give each of us an ice cream bar that looked just like captain cooper’s rocket. (At least that was what I thought)

I remember I would always lie to my younger sister, saying that my grandfather told me the rest of the story already. I would make up a brand new story line and ending, and she would get upset, and go off, crying and running to my grandfather. It was just fun to see her reaction.

It was amazingly fun. Sometimes I wish time could go back.

This is my older sister and I; we stayed in my grandfather’s basement just to see how he made art.