The relation between the US and China had seen its ups and downs since the establishment of diplomatic relation in 1979, although it has plunged to new lows.  It reminded me however, of the long period when there was zero interaction and full of hostility toward each other for more than thirty years since Mao Zedong’s Communist Party began to rule China in 1949. China was perceived to be behind a Bamboo Curtain, similar to the Iron Curtain post World War II between the west world and the Soviet bloc.

But before the Sino-US normalization, the bamboo curtain was even slammed shut further by the radical policies of the Cultural Revolution, controlled by Mao’s wife Jiang Qing led Gang of Four, between 1966 to1976. Families separated by the border could not even communicate or correspond for fear of being branded as “anti-revolutionaries”. For the Chinese scientific community, the impact of the Cultural Revolution was even more disastrous, with intellectuals deemed as class enemy and demons of the society. They were sent to the countryside, to the May Seventh Cadre Schools to participate in manual labor. All research works except those related to the national defense or military was stopped, and publication of any scientific journal discontinued. With universities closed, professors denounced, no fresh blood of graduates could feed into the research communities. Majority of the personnel and staff from three arms of scientific administrative organizations, Chinse Academy of Sciences, State Scientific and Technological Commission, and Chinese Association for Science and Technology, an umbrella for all professional organizations, were disbanded—only Chinse Academy of Sciences had a skeleton of crew remaining. Chinese scholars were scorned, isolated, and out of touch with the global rapid advancement of science and high tech industries.

The bamboo curtain cracked open unexpectedly during the height of the Cultural Revolution in China.[1] An US ping pong player accidently got on a bus for Chinese team during Nagoya World Table Tennis Championship in Japan in 1971. Mao decided to invite the US team to an all-expense paid visit to China. They were treated to the highest level of the curtesy and etiquette from the host, including meeting with the Chinese premier Enlai Zhou. It led to the secret visit of the National Security Advisor Henry Kissinger and then followed by President Nixon as the first ever siting President to visit China which led to the establishment of Liaison Offices in each capitals, and eventually normalization of diplomatic relation in 1979. Thus, the ping pong diplomacy started with the goodwill between athletes of two countries, gradually thawed the cold war. Lifting of the bamboo curtain “opened the door to trade, culture, and advancements in technology and sciences; while also creating a window of opportunity for China to shed the isolationism and grow into one of the most powerful country in the world.”[2]

Ping pong diplomacy also opened the door to the private visits initiated by Chinese descendent US scientists. They noticed signals that Chinese government might be open to non-governmental scientific exchanges between the two nations. Preeminent Chinese scientists were invited to visit US first. The organization in charge was Committee for Scholarly Communication with the Peoples Republic of China (CSCPRC), a non-governmental organization, facilitating people to people contacts of various disciplines of the scientific community on all level.

By 1976, CSCPRC had hosted Chinese delegations to US and organized several trips of US scientists to China. American Steroid Chemistry and Biochemistry Delegation was one of several US-Sino scientific exchanges, organized jointly with National Science Foundation, and visited China from Oct 10 to 29[3].  The delegation was led by Dr. Josef Fried, Chairman of the Chemistry Department of University of Chicago, and co-led by Mrs. Patricia Jones Tsuchitani, of National Science Foundation. A team of 10 scientists, including scientists from universities of different disciplines, medical doctors, and scientists from pharmaceutical company, came with a mission to study about the widely used Chinese steroid oral contraceptive, starting from the indigenous source to manufacturing to their eventual usage and distribution in Chinese family planning, as contraceptives were not widely used in the US yet. I had the occasion to participate in the people to people scientific exchanges before establishment of formal diplomatic relationship as I was assigned to be one of the two interpreters to the group, although I was a researcher at Beijing Institute of Zoology, Chinese Academy of Sciences. The host in China was a supposedly non-governmental organization, Scientific and Technical Association of Peoples’ Republic of China (STSPRC), as a stand-in for the skeleton Foreign Affairs Service Group of Chinese Academy of Sciences.

This delegation had come at an opportune time, the first American group to visit China at the end of the mourning period for the recent death of Mao Zedong in September, and arriving in Beijing four days after the arrest of the Gang of Four in Beijing. They were warned by the US Embassy on stopover in Tokyo not to talk about this explosive news with Chinese hosts as the news had not been publicized in China yet. However, at the US Liaison office cocktail reception for them, a liaison office staff slyly hint about the event. I had to pretend I was ignorant of his innuendo, although I had learned it from my fellow interpreters, staying at the Peking Hotel, via grapevine.  One interpreter, who had just came back from the North East, told us about the arrest of Mao’s nephew, who was an ally of the Gang of Four. We were all excited by the significance of the downfall of the Gang of Four, but we had to pretend that we knew nothing, as news of this magnitude, had to be trickled down to the ordinary citizens after the high ranking officials and communist party members.

By the time when the delegation arrived in Shanghai, toward the end of the visit, the whole nation and the world had learned about the downfall of the Gang of Four and the changes of Chinese political leadership.  Big character posters, dazibao, were posted all over the walls surrounding their hotel and everywhere, denouncing the crimes committed by the Gang of Four, and the juicy detail account of how they were arrested. It was to the delight of them, especially the political science professor from Ohio State University David M. Lampton, who with Leland Chinn, originally from Hong Kong, Research Fellow at Searle Pharmaceutical Company, would photograph all the posters they could find, and witnessed its political implication at first hand.  He later became a preeminent China expert, Emeritus Chairman of the Asia Society, author of many books and articles regarding Chinese domestic, and international policies and receive numerous award for his expertise.

The direct contacts between people in scientific exchanges gradually lead to mutual understanding and trust which paved the road to normalization. The initial private contacts of Chinese American scientists, such as Nobel Laureate Chen Ning Yang and the biologist, Mann Chiang Niu of Temple University and many others were critical in helping Chinese researchers to rejoin the international scientific community. In the following two articles published in Annals of New York Academy of Science in 1998, have recounted in detail the history of the role of scientists had played in normalizing US China relations.

1. KATHLIN SMITH, 1998. The Role of Scientists in Normalizing U.S.–China Relations: 1965–1979, Annals of New York Academy of Sciences. Smith’s NYAS article.pdf (uoregon.edu)
2. RICHARD P. SUTTMEIER, 1998. Scientific Cooperation and Conflict Management in U.S.–China Relations from 1978 to the Present, Annals of New York Academy of Sciences, , Pete’s NYAS article.pdf (uoregon.edu)

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[1]https://www.history.com/news/ping-pong-diplomacy

[2] Ping Pong Diplomacy StudyMode.com. Retrieved 03, 2013, from https://www.studymode.com/essays/Ping-Pong-Diplomacy-1477050.html

[3] National Research Council. 1977. Oral Contraceptives and Steroid Chemistry in the People’s Republic of China: A Trip Report of the American Steroid Chemistry and Biochemistry Delegation. Washington, DC: The National Academies Press. https://doi.org/10.17226/20334

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Short bio – Li-chun Wu

Li-chun and husband Robert Wu went back to China in 1956, and worked at the Chinese Academy of Sciences, Institute of Zoology in Beijing. She was sent down to the countryside, May seventh Cadre School in Hubei as part of the Mao’s order that intellectuals had to be re-educated. She was often called upon to be an interpreter for the visiting scientists before normalization between US and China. She and her family immigrated to US in 1979, and worked at the Life Science Division, NASA Ames Research Center. After retirement, she assisted her husband Robert in founding Nanyang Model School Alumni group in Northern California, founding Berkeley Chinese Alumni International Association, and non-profit US China Green Energy Council. She was at UC Berkeley first, before graduated from Simmons College in Boston Massachusetts.

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BILLY’S COMMENTS : Li-chun and Robert were also Directors of The 1990 Institute. I admire them as an inseparable couple just like CB Sung and wife Beulah. Robert and CB are no longer with us, but Lucille and I intend to stay connected with Li-chun and Beulah for as long as possible. I deeply appreciate Li-chun’s special effort in writing this essay about US-China Friendship for my Friendshipology website. <https://friendshipology.net> Thank you, Li-chun !

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THREE TALES OF FRIENDSHIP

THE BILLY LEE CHALLENGE

I’ll admit when Billy Lee, my FF Fraternity sponsor of 30 plus years and architect of my first San Francisco home, asked that I contribute an article on “friendship,” I really had no immediate idea of what I should write about.  I decided finally to use a formula that has worked for others and me in the media industry:  tell a story with interesting characters.

The main character in all these true tales shall be known as Swan.

TALE ONE – A Campus Friendship

Her name was Grace and she was an engineering student at Swan’s university.  Grace was originally from Taiwan where her father was a renowned basketball coach.   Swan was recognized on campus for bringing the first Mandarin language course to the university.  In other words, he got things done!  Grace registered for the course and her easy “A.”  Swan got his “B.”

Grace transferred to an Ivy League school after her first year, but kept in touch socially through friends and the Asian Students Society.

An Urgent Request

In her senior year at her new university, Grace called Swan with an urgent request:  could Swan coach her for an upcoming interview for Harvard Business School.  Grace said that she was horrible at interviews as she had failed miserably in getting the best internships though she had a near perfect GPA. Swan agreed to coach her and was in her dorm the following weekend.

Role-Play

Grace was always a bubbly person in an Asian sort of way.  She was confident enough for school, but was less confident in other ways.   Swan immediately recognized the need not only to coach by role-playing, but also to boost her confidence.

Swan role-played and reverse role-played with Grace a whole day over bottles of root beer and pizza.  At the end of the day, Swan concluded she’ll be ready to interview, but more importantly, Swan had shown her how much of an achiever she was coming to America as an immigrant speaking only Mandarin and becoming an outstanding engineering student in a top Ivy League school.

She took the coaching and confidence boost to heart and was given admission into Harvard.  In fact, the interviewer said, “You’re confident and you’re a good interview.  Very different from other Asian ladies whom I’ve interviewed.”

TALE TWO – Helping A Stranger

It was a cold wintery day in January.  Swan was a management trainee with the First National City Bank based in New York City.

The management training program was very intense.  Trainees from Stanford, the Ivy Leagues dominated the group.  Days began before 8am and ended well past 8pm.  Lunches were eaten usually at one’s desk and dinners – if there were dinners – were reduced to 30 minutes.    There was zero tolerance for submitting work late.  In other words, there was no time – or interest by other trainees – to socialize. 

While riding the elevator and strolling the halls to think through a problem, Swan made the casual acquaintance of Bikkit, a female accounting clerk who was originally from Hong Kong.  She was a dedicated employee who did her accounts diligently each day.  She had a nice Hong Kong accent. They chatted for a just a few minutes in the hallway.

Pulling the Trigger

One day when Swan decided he needed to get away from his desk and try the cafeteria, Bikkit spotted him, stopped and asked to sit down where Swan was eating his sandwich.   Swan acknowledged her with a simple “hi, how’s it going” and went back to his lunch.   After a taste of her own meal, she said bluntly, “You’re a management trainee, aren’t you?  How did you get into the program?”

A  Good Result

Rather than give her a short answer, Swan explained the value of getting a degree and encouraged her to consider going to night college.   They exchanged bank extension numbers and Swan encouraged her to contact him if she needed to ask any questions.  She called over a half a dozen times to arrange meetings in the bank’s cafeteria.

The meetings were always short lunches.  Swan helped her pick a college for the night business undergraduate degree program and helped her with her essay.

That October, Swan transferred to Latin America, working for the International Banking Group.  They stayed in limited contact by mail.

A few years later, Swan received a letter from Bikkit.  The letter thanked Swan for his interest and time in guiding her.  The letter also said that Bikkit was now entering an MBA program.

Tale Three – Not Lost in Translation

Tokyo’s Ginza is an incredible urban strip.  On Sundays, it is more interesting with a complete ban on cars and instead tables and umbrellas for everyone to use.

As in all cities, the buskers tend to fill the streets with their talents.  One particular young man, Sean, stopped by Swan’s table and tried to entertain him and his wife.  Rather than brush Sean away, Swan invited him to sit down and chat.

A Big Mac Opportunity

Swan saw something in this young man immediately.  Sean was multi-lingual, determined and hungry, both physically and for a job.

Swan invited him to lunch at McDonald’s.  Along the way, Swan noticed what may be the only homeless man on the Ginza.  Swan said to Sean, “Do you see that homeless man?  Do you want to be like him.”  Sean replied, “Never!”

Be-Friending

The two spoke for an hour over their Big Macs.  Swan was doing most of the talking and Sean was asking most of the questions about how to find a job with no degree.   Swan’s answers lit up Sean’s face.

They agreed to meet up again before Swan left Tokyo.  Swan invited the young man to visit him abroad.

Thru email, Swan found out that Sean had taken his advice and found a job with a roaming Japanese TV crew who valued Sean’s ability to speak English and his fearless approach to foreigners.

Sean visited Swan 3 months later and was a completely different man who now had a job and a purpose.

To Brother Billy, to me these three tales of befriending and helping those in need are the best examples of “friendship.”   Ask Swan!

About the Author

Landy Eng is a first generation Chinese-American who wrote in 1975 one of the first articles about Chinese-Americans called “Chinese in America” which is part of the collection at the Museum of Chinese Americans in New York City.  A corporate person who became an entrepreneur, Landy has lived in New York, San Francisco, Beijing, Hong Kong and Singapore.  He has worked in Brazil, Holland, Switzerland, China and Hong Kong.  He is most content leading not-for-profit groups which help children and environment.  He helped launch a half-way house for victims of human trafficking in Laos.  He continues to acquire and renovate properties in the U.S. albeit without the expertise of Brother Billy.

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BILLY’S COMMENTS : Landy has proven himself to be an amazing Leader in Building Collaborative Friendships. He was particularly helpful in building up the Asian Business League in San Francisco during the 1980s. He was one of the Founders of the FF. Fraternity’s Singapore Lodge in 2009, and he served as FF Fraternity’s Senior Advisor very recently.

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Through the practice of community mural art with hundreds of participants there is a miracle that happens.  That miracle is a friendship, a bond between all of the participants, maybe unknowingly for some but it is there.  You feel it when everyone is set and focused on their part, a harmony is observed.  We may not grasp the meaning of it during the process and well beyond the completion of the mural project but it is there.  I do not realize the impact the process and experience have on others until maybe much later. 

For example, out of the blue twenty years later, I will get a message from a former participant, a homeless person, who needed to let me know how the experienced transformed his life and made him a better person for himself and the people around him.  Just by including this person in the community process changed him.

Another time during a mural project with many youths who had little or no art in their lives.  During our community mural design workshop, the youth are asked to develop a theme for their mural and draw out their ideas.  One young girl said she couldn’t draw and wasn’t going to draw.  I said to her that she could draw anything, that it didn’t have to look like anything, just express your emotion.  She said all she could do was scribble.  I said that is fine, do all the scribbles you feel like.  It is okay.  She was not happy with her scribbles.  I suggested she color in each of the shapes the scribbles made and see what happens.  She did that and it came out to be a very beautiful bright abstraction.  Everyone liked it and her design became the background for the whole mural.  Her whole being came alive and involved in the process.  This was art transforming life. The experience made her more pleasant, happier, not negative around everyone, and encouraged her to cultivate friendship with her peers.

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SUSAN KELK CERVANTES, artist, educator, veteran of the SF community mural art movement, the founding director of Precita Eyes Muralists in the Mission District of San Francisco. Established in 1977, Precita Eyes is one of only a handful of community mural arts centers in the United States creating over 600  murals locally and internationally. Cervantes is responsible for numerous collaborative community murals considered some of the finest in the Bay Area such as Leonard Flynn Elementary School, Mission Playground Pool, Precita Valley Community Center, Bayview Foundation, the S.F. Women’s Building, and many others.  Through a collaborative art process Cervantes is dedicated to social change by transforming the environment and lives of the participants through the creation of community murals. In addition to studio and mural painting Susan  works in various mediums including mosaic, painted ceramic tile, bronze relief and “ polyfresco” .

At age 16  Cervantes moved to San Francisco from Dallas, Texas to continue her art education at the San Francisco Art Institute in 1961 where she met her life partner visionary artist, Luis Cervantes.

In the early 70’s Cervantes was influenced by the Mujeres Muralistas, the first women’s mural collective in the Mission District.  Inspired Susan continues to practice the collaborative process as a key to community awareness and positive transformation.

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BILLY”S COMMENTS : As the coordinator of The 1990 Institutes’s US-China Cross-Cultural Art & Environment Projects, I had a weighty dilemma one summer. While China National Childrens’ Center in Beijing was all set to welcome the American student delegation promised by The 1990 Institute, I was unable to sign up the American studends as the Economy was bad that year and the parents all asked to cancel their pledges. I had to solve this problem quickly in order not to disappoint our Chinese partners ! Luckily, I knew about Precita Eyes Muralists in the Mission District of San Francisco, so I took a chance to approach their director Susan Kelk Cervantes. Everything turned out perfectly. Susan’s methodology was an EYE-OPENNER for China as she taught FREE-FLOWING CREATIVITY, and IMPROVIZATION in collaboration. Her compassionate encouragements won her deep respect and affection. She is still well remembered by the Chinese students and teachers from Beijing as ” A VERY VERY SPECIAL AMERICAN FRIEND & TEACHER “.

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Several months ago, BIlly asked if I would write something about friendship. You would think that, given all the intervening time (slowed to molasses by Covid), I had written a book by now.  Yet, I still struggle. I spent a third of my life in Asia, and have traveled to lots of new places, made many new friends. Yet, I can’t define friendship. With each new connection, the definition is massaged into something different:

NOT ABOUT BEING JUDGEY:

In the 80s, I lived in Japan. One weekend, I was planning a party with a Canadian friend.  I had different categories for different people. There were the people I knew from church, my publishing-company colleagues, random acquaintances, Japanese people who didn’t speak English, foreigners who didn’t speak Japanese, etc. Which group should I invite?

“All of them,” my friend advised. “They may not be from the same group, but they will find a way to relate.”

And they did.

NOT ABOUT ME:

In 2000, I returned to the U.S. with my family: a husband originally from China, and our four children. Fast-forward to 2016. My youngest daughter came home from school saying her friend had called her –well, I won’t repeat it. I don’t want to give it life again. Still, as the result of the nastiness hurled at my daughter (and because she wouldn’t allow me to “make it worse” by talking to the mother), I started a blog called Bridgeoverthepacific.blogspot.com. I interviewed other Chinese-Americans to explain where they came from, why, and what amazing things they had contributed to America.

One woman I interviewed, Gerry Low-Sabado, was  a 5^th generation Chinese-American, who took me on the historical journey of her ancestors in Monterey. Everywhere we went, and I mean EVERYWHERE, she reached out to talk to others, to find out their story, to share hers. She said that she couldn’t be on a schedule, as it would restrict her ability to get to know other people. It was then I noticed quite starkly that I move with ME in mind, and am stingy with my time. I fill each minute with my own busy-ness…and talking to others gets in the way of that.

ABOUT SIMILAR VALUES

My husband and I are from very different worlds. I grew up in the midwest of America. He grew up in the south of China. I grew up eating TV dinners. He grew up eating whatever grew in the village gardens. I grew up believing in Santa Claus. He grew up believing in KuanYin. Still, despite our numerous differences, we have a similar set of basic values, similar sense of humor.  

ABOUT COMMUNICATION

When my youngest was in middle school, an online chat group of parents started. One afternoon, the chat was abuzz with a sighting of a pervert hanging around one of the bus stops. A stranger. Looked suspicious. Leered at children as they disembarked. This went on for hours. Then the man entered the chat.

 “Sorry,” this pervert said. “It was my daughter’s first day riding the bus. I wasn’t sure when she would arrive, but wanted to be there when she got off.”

I can only imagine if this communication had not happened. The spiral of panic could have led to a town council meeting with parents demanding volunteers standing guard at each bus stop.

CONSTANTLY CHANGING

Over the years, my definition of friendship has morphed in different ways, as the world and I change. These days, as I wash and fold masks for the first time in all my decades on earth, I sense that I’ve reverted back to square one.  I’m back to talking about people in categories: high risk or safe.  I’m back to judging: “Why isn’t that idiot wearing a mask?” I’m back to ignoring strangers in public—every encounter feels like a gamble. My world has been whittled down to Zoom conferences, and the occasional hike with old friends (wearing masks, walking 6 feet apart). I realize that the only definition of friendship that endures—whether it is person to person or country to country– is that of common values. Yet, I also realize that it is only by not judging, by reaching out and communicating, that I am able to discover those threads of commonality. In this strange state of the world, I will have to work overtime to do so.

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Jana  McBurney-Lin

jmcburneylin@msn.com

Accomplished writer and editor, with 32 years experience working with more than 40 different publications in seven countries. Authored two award-wining novels:

            Blossoms and Bayonets, (2012, Redwood, ISBN 9780988494008)

            My Half of the Sky, (2006, KOMENAR, ISBN 0977208117).

Fifteen years of living overseas, and extensive international travel experiences, have contributed to a well-rounded perspective from which to edit and write.  Fluent in English, intermediate knowledge of spoken Japanese and Mandarin.

PROFESSIONAL & SOCIAL AFFILIATIONS:

California Writer’s Club, member since 1999. President, 2001-05.   

  National League of American PEN Women, member since 2006

   U.S.-China People’s Friendship Assoc., member since 2007, President 2013-15

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 “Rivers do not drink their own water; trees do not eat their own fruit; the sun does not shine on itself and flowers do not spread their fragrance for themselves. Living for others is a rule of nature. We are all born to help each other. No matter how difficult it is…Life is good when you are happy; but much better when others are happy because of you.” Let us all remember then that every changing colour of a leaf is beautiful and every changing situation of life is meaningful, both need very clear vision. So do not grumble or complain, let us instead remember that Pain is a sign that we are alive, Problems are a sign that we are strong and Prayer is a sign we are not alone!! If we can acknowledge these truths and condition our hearts and minds, our lives will be more meaningful, different and worthwhile!! ☘☘☘ 

       Wishing you a blessed year ahead !

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HAPPY FRIENDSHIP WEEK! FROM ONE FRIEND TO ANOTHER Written by Andy Rooney, a man who had the gift of saying so much with so few words. Rooney has passed away but used to be on CBS’s 60 Minutes TV show : I’ve learned….That the best classroom in the world is at the feet of an elderly person.  I’ve learned….That when you’re in love, it shows.  I’ve learned ….That just one person saying to me, ‘You’ve made my day!’ makes my day.  I’ve learned….That having a child fall asleep in your arms is one of the most peaceful feelings in the world.  I’ve learned….That being kind is more important than being right.  I’ve learned….That you should never say no to a gift from a child.  I’ve learned….That I can always pray for someone when I don’t have the strength to help him in any other way.  I’ve learned….That no matter how serious your life requires you to be, everyone needs a friend to act goofy with.  I’ve learned….That sometimes all a person needs is a hand to hold and a heart to understand.  I’ve learned….That simple walks with my father around the block on summer nights when I was a child did wonders for me as an adult.  I’ve learned..That life is like a roll of toilet paper.The closer it gets to the end, the faster it goes.  I’ve learned….That money doesn’t buy class.  I’ve learned….That it’s those small daily happenings that make life so spectacular.  I’ve learned…That under everyone’s hard shell is someone who wants to be appreciated and loved.  I’ve learned….That to ignore the facts does not change the facts.  I’ve learned….That when you plan to get even with someone,you are only letting that person continue to hurt you. I’ve learned….That love, not time, heals all wounds.  I’ve learned…That the easiest way for me to grow as a person is to surround myself with people smarter than I am.  I’ve learned….That everyone you meet deserves to be greeted with a smile.  I’ve learned….That no one is perfect until you fall in love with them.  I’ve learned….That life is tough, but I’m tougher.  I’ve learned….That opportunities are never lost; someone will take the ones you miss.  I’ve learned….That when you harbor bitterness, happiness will dock elsewhere.  I’ve learned….That I wish I could have told my Mom that I love her one more time before she passed away. I’ve learned….That one should keep his words both soft and tender, because tomorrow he may have to eat them.  I’ve learned….That a smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks.  I’ve learned….That when your newly born grandchild holds your little finger in his little fist, you’re hooked for life.  I’ve learned….That everyone wants to live on top of the mountain, but all the happiness and growth occurs while you’re climbing it.  I’ve learned….That the less time I have to work with, the more things I get done.  To all of you…Make sure you read all the way down to the last sentence. It’s National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND. HAPPY FRIENDSHIP WEEK TO YOU  _____________________________________________________________ BILLY”S COMMENTS : From Googling, I learned that International Friendship Day is in July; U.S. National Friendship Week is in August; and Friendship Month for Women worldwide is in September. Okay, but for me Friendship Day is Everyday – especially Today ! BTW, my sister, Merle, and my brother, John, are amazingly supportive of my Friendshipology Website Project. Merle in fact sent me the wise quotes from Andy Rooney above. John coincidentally referred me to a N.Y.Times article, “Store Owner’s Kindness Is Paid Back When He Needed It The Most” (Friday, December 25, 2020 – P.A9 ). The story is about a kind and friendly Chineses Immigrant who owns the Army & Navy Bags store at Lower Manhattan, New York City. One of his helpful friends exclaimed in joy : I was so happy we would get to have him in our lives still.” _____________________________________________________________

Dear Bill,

l wish to share with your friendshipology  the “friendship between WATER and STONE the essence of a FOUNTAIN.

I have depicted this Friendship as per my photographic art-language expressing the synthesis of elements in a new scenario. I call  my scenarios COMPLICITAS…since expressing the complicity among elements.

I  have  narrated the friendship between water and stone, in  a 30 images  visionary portrait of the fascinating Roman ” urban mermaids ”  where the element of LIFE – WATER – interplays  with  the  manmade  elements of  the  traditional, even  archeological   city  elements…Fountains created by  famous   XVI-XVII  century  architects  such as Gian Lorenzo BERNINI  and Michelangelo Buonarroti.

Last but not least …WATER, in a more and more arid world –  is  becoming  an  ever   more precious”commodity”….the blue gold !!!

My  tale AQUAE DIVINAE discloses the fresh chanting friendship tied in a fountain: Water ‘n Stone-marble

enjoy! Amlia

PS: Attached six AQUAE DIVINAE 

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BILLY’S COMMENTS: Amalia and I have known each other for more than 10 years, but we have not yet met. She was introduced to me by Evertt Chen from Ningbo where Amalia had her special art exhibit. She is an inspiring person thru her art and her love in Global Friendship. Thank you, Dear Amalia, for your compassionate sharing.

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It’s been a long time since I met my cousin Billy Lee for the first time at Albert Chong’s Memorial in Great Neck, N.Y.. He called me “Little Auntie” for my cousin Yan Ren-mei was married to his uncle Li Zu-ming. We also showed up in the same photo at the 80^th Birthday Celebration of my cousin Ming-cho Lee, who was the single most influential force in American stage design since the mid-1960’s, in 2010.

What surprised me most was that Billy had a clear memory of my older brother A Da¹ in his childhood. For personal enjoyment, I have kept making and publishing my biography “My Story” on WeChat “Moments”, totally 420 episodes so far, for about two years. Billy got very interested in these stories and what he wanted to read first was about my older brother A Da. So I sent the 36 episodes with A Da’s photos and resume to Billy, as well as other episodes of “My Story” that Billy would like to read. He once wrote in his email to me:

“For a very brief time your brother and I were very fond of each other.

It was around 1945-46. Our fathers first introduced us, and we lived not far from each other along Shanghai’s Fugerson Road. I remember playing at Jin Da’s² home once or twice. We lost touch since he moved, and we unfortunately did not keep in touch.

Much later I heard from Jeanette Wei³ (another cousin of yours?) that he passed away rather tragically in China.

Wow, you kept good records on his grand achievements. I wish I had gotten to know him better. Admirable Brother of yours! Admirable!

 I loved his Friendly Smiles.”

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After reading my biography, he replied my email as follows:

“You mentioned a grandson of Zhou Tso Ming. The banker’s house was immediately next to ours in Shanghai. I used to play with the No. One grandson Albert and his younger brother, whose name I have forgotten. Could the younger brother be that guest at your mother’s birthday celebration? He should be between 82 and 85 years old now.

I was known to them as Lee Min-xin⁴ at 123 Furgerson⁵ Road. I also noticed a picture of David Kwok who now resides at Walnut Creek. He is my F.F.⁶ contemporary.

In No. 116, you visited Pan Chang Lo Lo’s home in 2014. She was just sitting next to me at a dinner last week. Her daughter Sandra brought her there. She told me about her youthful days in Shanghai playing softball at a softball field close to my home.

In No.117, I noticed a DISTINGUISHED photo of Shirley Young on the wall of her Shanghai home. She certainly is a Distinguished Person in our Generation. Say ‘Hello’.

I also noticed singer Hou Jia Tien’s photo in that chapter.

In No. 118, I noticed Diane Tang Woo’s photo taken as recently as 2018. She is a special friend, as the rumour had it, my mother almost married her father.

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Received Story No.31 to 50, missing No. 46 and No. 48 however.

Noticed that we are also connected via Ningbo⁷ and Andover.

I was at Andover for 4 years from -1947-51-graduated the same year as your cousin, Shirley, who was attending Abbot.

Amazing, I noticed my mother’s younger sister, Woo Weize, in your Story No.20 – pictures at the very bottom. I think your mother’s sisters and my mother’s sisters were well-know young ladies from Dee Fong Lu⁸.

 MK Loo became Fay’s husband. Jonathan Lu worked at IBM with my wife, Lucille. LC Chen was an associate at I.M. Pei’s office and later became a partner of mine at Copelin, Lee & Chen Architects. All three ( MK, Jonathan, and LC ) are in Heaven now!”

Although long retired from architecture career, Billy still has a keen interest in Design, even in Men & Women Fashion. He said, “I designed mostly residential projects. Below is one of my favorite – in Napa Valley, California. (Two links below – the first one has verbal descriptions – the second one has better photos.) 

And he sent me greetings for each festival through emails,

“Happy Chinese New Year!”

“Happy New Year, Jeanette!”

“Merry Christmas, Jeanette!”

“Happy Thanksgiving!”

Billy also enjoys sharing his personal moments with me, like,

“…had dinner with Jeannette Wei last week.

She and Jim Caldwell will be moving to Austin Texas soon.”

We also talked about F.F. Fraternity together, “…So you are Sister Jeanette now, since Uncle T.T. Zee, your father, was an F.F. Brother.”

I also found a brief introduction and many photos of Billy and his wife in a book: History of F.F. Fraternity: the Evolution of the first Chinese Fraternity in the United States (1910-2002), which informs me more about his lively life in the US.

     He also told me,

“The last one, John MY Lee, is my younger brother, the architect who designed the first mega-structure in ShenZhen-the city plaza and civic center.

Please say ‘hello’ to Niuniu – Lee May, and husband Zhang Goon for me, when you see them!”

When he learned the relationship between Shirley Young and me ( our mothers are sisters ), he happily told me that he, Lee Tsu Yung’s no.2 son was Andover ’51 while Shirley was Abbot ’51. ” Please extend my best regards to Shirley. She remembers me only as that skinny Andover Chinese Boy who went to Yale.” he requested.

Billy is an energetic man indeed, and I really enjoy the moments of exchanging news back and forth with him; especially in recent years, we could share moments anytime and anywhere by using WeChat. Those memories in old days tie up Shanghai and the other coast of the Pacific Ocean closely and give a happy and abundant life to both of us. I only have a little wish that all my relatives, friends and our children could keep in touch with each other, like Billy and me, to explore more about Ourselves, China, and the World.

Notes:

1. A Da: 阿達，the best-known name of my older brother Jing-da Zee, a very famous animator in China
2. Jin Da: the pronunciation of my older brother徐景達Jing-da Zee’s given name, should be “Jing Da” according to the latest Chinese phonetic system
3. Jeanette Wei: the god daughter’s sister of my parents
4. Lee Min-xin: the pronunciation of Billy Lee’s Chinese name李名信, should be “Li Ming-Xin” according to the latest Chinese phonetic system
5. Furgerson Road: normally spelled as “Route Furguson” 福開森路, the former name of “Wukang Road” 武康路 in the French Concession of Shanghai
6. FF: F.F. Fraternity, the first Chinese Fraternity in the United States
7. Ningbo: 寧波，a coastal city in China where our family origins from
8. Dee Fong Lu: the pronunciation of “Tifeng Road” 地豐路 in old Shanghai, which is now named “North Wulumuqi Road” 烏魯木齊北路
9. T.T. Zee: my father 徐振東

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BILLY’S COMMENTS: Jeannette’s MY STORY with more than 420 episodes is an amazing collection of photos and stories about her amazing Friendship Span. I implored her to write an article on ” How you sustain your links with so many Friends ? ” She just showed us how. SIMPLY: KEEP IN TOUCH, ENJOY, APPRECIATE, AND REMEMBER YOUR AMAZING CONNECTIONS !

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My dear Billy,

For your collection of commentaries on friendship/friendshipology, I 
offer these thoughts:

the wise men of old (be they Greek, Roman, Christian, Hebraic, Buddhist) 
all pretty much said the same thing; we don’t need to invent or discover 
new wisdom, we need only heed  that which has already been discovered

love abides only if it is grounded in friendship

being friendly to others, even strangers, leads to empathy

attached are chapters from my chronicle which illustrate what I mean by 
these commentaries

your friend,

Fred

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BILLY’S COMMENTS: Fred is a dear Andover classmate. The chronicles he sent me recorded various trips he took around the country as a devoted Birder. I never imagined that a fast skating and never yielding varsity hockey player at Andover can also be so patient, caring, and compassionate. His chronicals focused on the people he met as well as the birds he was hoping to spot. In Savana, Georgia, he met a Black Senior who gave him $20 just because they had a friendly conversation.

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Hi Nee Goo Goo , ( No.2 Elder Brother in Shanghainese )

My education is built on sand . 
Scanty home schooling from mother and sit-by auditing with old Chinese masters  ( engaged to teach the boys )
Nobody paid me no mind !!!!
I was but a little girl . 

Attended 1 year at Shanghai American School then 3 1/2 years in Hongkong where I was supposed to have covered 12 years of education .
In college I slipped and slide .
Working more hours then studying . 
There was no formal structure , 
Years in America didn’t help , I write as I think … no grammar at all 
Besides I am not gifted with Tommy’s intellect and talents you and John share  . 
I wrote this below for you to read. Please do not share or print . 

MLK
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Friendship is share, trust, comfort , an assisting hand, and seeking guidance all roll into one handshake, one hug, one smile or a tear . 
Friendship is cultivated, or extended to strangers is none the less irrelevant if not given with sincerity.
Friendship is never to hurt. 

Friendship is found in marriage 
Friendship is found within family 
Friendship is found within communities
Friendship is found across the oceans

Reaching out a hand or bow in search of a will to negotiate , to understand , to help or give help is reaching out for friendship .
If one understands one’s enemies there will be no enemies . Problems shared, problems can be solved . 
So who but everyone of us needs friendship .

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Friendship is to share a laugh over joy, to soothe a mistake or at nothing at all. 
Friendship is to give , expecting no favors returned 
Friendship is trying to understand but not understanding yet respecting the differences held . 
Friendship is free to give but at times difficult to accept or let go the pride that gets in the way . 

Friendship is never to hurt but lay out the reality as one sees it, gently across the tab .

Friendship is without touching yet hearts held strong 

Let Friendship grow .
Let Friendship spread. 

Open your arms, reach far your hands and  search for 
Friendship with open minds

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BILLY’s COMMENTS : Merle is just a year younger than I. She first asked me

not to share or print what she wrote for me privately.  I found her writing so

compassionate and full of wisdom. As a Little girl nobody minded, she actually learned much more by only sit-by auditing from the Old Chinese Masters than her supposedly smart brothers.

I wrote back to her and begged for special permission to have her writing included in this Friendshipology Collection. I am so glad that she consented.

Thank you, Dear Sister, Dearest MLK , ( Merle Lee Kwong ) !  Thank you !

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