I became conscious while walking through LAX airport holding my moms hand as we approached a strange smiling man with an afro and handle bar mustache (turns out it was my father)
I became conscious while walking through LAX airport holding my moms hand as we approached a strange smiling man with an afro and handle bar mustache (turns out it was my father)
My parents used to leave the news on basically all day, so i have some decent memories of the cbc reporting on the Bosnian War and the later Kosovo War. Wild way to learn english.