Tuesday, May 05, 2026

Duanwu de mayo #11




East to West by Matt Frank

Skyline towers escort Sophia’s walk
Gilded ripple reflections welcome Thalia

Concrete Canyons fade like dreams

Emerald Pines greet them both



Desert Blooms by Meggan Uecker

Apple and cherry blossoms heralded by parades and royalty Lilacs and rhododendrons celebrated with races and marching bands While the scrub hills of uncultivated, endemic desert beauty Of golden balsamroot and purple sage humbly steal the show



Copay by John Keay
I’m patient remembering, dismembered, contented
Sick, longing to bring home the bacon
The doctor’s attending, pretended, amended
Well, dollars go plonk in the piggybank



Lake Washington Boulevard in Spring
by Doug Foreman

Cherry blossom trees along in a row
Speed bumps hide in leafy shadows
Colors soon float to the long lake

The road hazards stand firm and proud



First time birdhouse by Delphine Yung

Wooden cube on backyard pole Keep sun, cat, raccoon from hole Shave wood, get moss, where is fur? Chickadee scoffs at help to her



Strict Tang form by Irene Yung


Sis bro pal pal hun

Ask quip joke joke fun!

Just five words of one?

First time this time done.



Presently Future Ignorance by Irene Yung


Ruby hibiscus iced gem glass

Blue screen glows lamp light

Years of gathering, when will it end?

Precocity from the first day, let’s not count



Pink Earth by John Keay Red rocks sliced, mountain, adorned with whimsy Why does the Earth show such ancient colors? Anne’s book placed, notes, scorned in science(y) When might the dirt begin to shimmer, playful lovers?

19-7 by Megan Spurgeon

Thirteen players with bats, helmets, and mitts Inevitably only twelve hats at once Nine fielding positions we need to somehow fill And nowhere to hide the three who still can’t catch


Monday, May 05, 2025

Duanwu de mayo #10

Irene Yung

Consequential

Lily fragrance, sister laugh; memories of childhood home

Ant traps, husband quiet; acknowledge present tense

How a life goes from then til now

Like the color of the sunset, who can predict?


Anticipatory Sadness

Cutting string, soaking leaves—prep for bamboo-wrapped rice

Schedule Zoom, print out pages—space for line-found words

This year without mom's help, anticipating tears

But the arrival of friends dry them before they fall


Matt Frank

Launching

The door's now closed, the lights a glow

Their voices now a quiet echo

We gave them roots and watched them soar

Now share our love to the closed door


Delphine Yung

New Birder

Towhees trill mechanically from treetops

Song sparrows trill musically from bush branch

Will I ever be able to tell the difference?

Why can't these old ears hear?


Small yellow and green kinglet

Small yellow and green vireo

The warbler only sees another small yellow and green

Why can't these old eyes see?


Annalise Lathrop

Time

Our rhododendron bush bursts purple in the month of May

The irises are trying to open but it's not their moment to bloom

The LORD decides now, never, or not yet

He makes all things beautiful in his good time


John Keay

Palm Tree's Junco

Stretching high, swaying wide, the precipice's divide calls

Peeping low, stanchly short, his hood covers intent

He wonders at the world below, unquenched and vibrant, healthy and teeming

May Gray, June Gloom; are they ready? "Hold on," he tweets


Abbi Engel

Nature's Emotions

Twitter, tut, sing and warble, birds chat

Woosh, crash, swish and sway, waves roar

Seaside melodies weave their threads

Songs of calm and melancholy in passing tides


Peeps

Bubblegum pink, custard yellow, sea foam blue

Pastels in sugared poofs, all in a row

Crinkly fake green grass, nesting material

Tradition beyond just candy in colorful array


Night Musings

Bristles, evergreen stretch skyward, tall

Moon, lustrous, reflects in liquid dark, round

Stars, shiny, twinkles in velvet night, bright

Feeling small and dull, earthbound feet


Mark Johnson

Lost Words

Kingfisher quick, otter slick, magpie

Startled starlings, addled adders, heather

Who let these words go from children's mouths?

What technology knows how they sing?


Doug Foreman

Ports

Seatac hive hums Paine Field chirps a verse

Seattle unloads a fleet as Tacoma sirens a charger

Size and activity bellows after dominance

Humility and song unhurriedly calm


Megan Spurgeon

Field 2

The smell of cut grass and the ping of a cold metal bat;

My senses ground me to the moment and to the numbing bleachers

I sit here in time between my sons and my father,

Seeking connection but quickly because GameChanger waits for no one.

Sunday, May 05, 2024

Duanwu de mayo #9

Wooden Soul by John

Traverse the planked ceiling; grow. Upside-down; Glowing Furnace
Run to the good Doctor. Extinguish; Roaring Curse
Context, flummoxed; metallic aftertaste abides
OakHeart, my dear, pray sunlight for me


by Doug

Twilight's arrival is night's announcement
Light's departure is evening's concession
Details and colors bow to shadows and voids of gray and black
Silence waits for the blanketing peace or waking fear


RONG JIA by Irene

Death count, life innumerable; face fears holding hands
Poem format, poetry unfading; turn from bitterness open arms
When does one lose the title of daughter?
Sisterhood endures all breaks and blooms in the family tree


Garlic Chai by John

Smells kind, sharp, earthy surprise
Feels warm, like purpose realized
How much sugar did she supply?
A hidden rhizome surprise: Ginger’s Demise


THANK YOU FOR REMEMBERING by Irene

Prepped cup, scheduled Zoom; nothing readies me for sunset
Toppled dream, sudden alarm; rhythm steady in friendship
Themes, like lemons, keep dripping with more squeeze
Writing flows over the smoke of burnt dinner

Providence’s Meditation by John

Focus on your breath; beating, breathing
Never mind that thought; fleeting, leaving
Curiosity guide you, loving-kindness drive you
Breathe; Engage with the flowers, the trees, the lilies

Friday, May 05, 2023

Duanwu de mayo #8

The first failure of many better others by Irene
Blanket of gray dotted with pale green, striped brown;
Pane of glass streaked with dirty rain, chilled cold.
Annual tradition yet lack of plans leads to where?
Alone with my tequila cup, quiet phone, and empty Zoom.

Sleepless in Wyoming by Dana Jill
Full moon misty blurs its light
Behind clouds behind trees behind window pane
What wakes the glossy eyed stare?
Instapot beeps - hard boiled eggs are done. 

In Transit by Megan
Rained on, yelled at, and chill seeps through to bone then deeper.
Neither layers nor headphones hold the cold at bay.
Is this even a real city if the busses can't run on time?
And the ones that do just take me further from home.


Sunday, January 01, 2023

1942 - age 41

I spent two new years in Yongan. Just after new year, the first thing I did was prepare to receive Mr Xu*, he was to visit me for a week. Mr Xu Jingyun, Xu Siyin, everyone called him Xu Jun Lao. He's from Anhui. He used to be prime minister. After the Republic government was established, he was sent to Japan to serve as ambassador. He was short and thin of stature and could not speak Japanese. But according to all my Japanese friends, among all the ambassadors, Mr Xu was the most respected among the Japanese. In 1937, Japan invaded China. So Mr Xu was sent back to China. And our central government moved to Chongqing. Mr Xu was director of relief efforts committee. In this committee, many people were assigned to various places for investigation. In the beginning of this year, Mr Xu and several other people were assigned to Fujian to perform investigation. Yongan was a temporary capital for Fujian. We did not have a modern hotel to accommodate all these people. Fujian provincial government decided to ask Mr Xu stay in my house. My apartment was newly built by the Fujian Provincial Bank and was situated close to the bank and had lots of space. All the amenities were sufficient, originally built for the CEO. 

*my mom remembers this Mr Xu had the same last name as her mom, my grandmother, and was from the same province, so he may have been a distant relative.

In, 1931 Japan invaded Manchuria (Dongbei) and set up a puppet government. Dongbei has a lot of natual resources. In 1937 Qi Qi (July 7) Japan began systematic invasion of China, the start of WWII. Aug 13 (called Ba Yi San) when Japan invaded Shanghai, my uncle, who was 3 at the time, remembers the cannon ball fire. In December was the Nanjing Massacre. 

My mom remembers flying a military plane from Shanghai to Taipei. As soon as she stepped on the plane, she felt nauseous. It was her, her older brother, and her mom, with her younger brother lying across the three of their laps. She was unhealthy in Shanghai and her dad thought she had tuberculosis. When she went to Taipei, she got a lot healthier. She remembers always returning home during the school year for illness. In Taipei, after fifth grade second term, she continued in school. She would run across the street with her little brother. No crosswalks. She remember the streets being closed for military and the officers would pick her up across the barrier, she was scared. 

Tuesday, December 20, 2022

1941 - age 40 continued

The governor of Fujian Mr Cen and the CEO of Fujian Provincial Bank Mr Xu and the general manager of the bank Mr Chou, these three people understood the importance of education. The provincial bank, having moved to Yongan with several hundred employees, all their children urgently needed to go to school. The existing Yongan school facility was too small, and could not accept so many new kids. So our bank along with the help of the department of education built a new elementary school with the money allotted to the employees' benefits and called it Fuli* Elementary. Fuli's teachers' qualifications and curriculum met provincial standards. On January 8, I received a letter inviting me to the serve on the board of regents for the school. Along with me, there were six other members. Besides this elementary school, we also formed an adult training school. The adult school was accredited by the department of education. Graduates received a diploma from the department of education equivalent to a trade school diploma. On August 25, the governor asked me to be the vice chancellor of the adult school and Mr Chou to be the chancellor. I was responsible for establishing all the curriculum. The screening for students was very strict. If you were not qualified, you would not be admitted. To help more people, we established a correspondence program at the adult school. The curriculum of the correspondence program was all written by specialists. I was responsible for two classes ... Besides these, we set up several training programs. One of the programs was in administration. Another for publishing financial and commercial research. Another for auditing. At any rate, you can see how the government and the bank valued education.

The bank bylaws stated that females could not to be hired. In this day and age, that was not right. In order to compensate, we formed a factory called Fujian Provincial Women's Model Factory in Yongan and this factory hired all female employees. And in Nanping, we formed another factory that hired all female employees. In that area, raw material supplies were scarce, everything was expensive. The factory products did not sell well and inventory sat in warehouses. There was not enough money to continue production. The factories were at the brink of closing. The bank wanted to help out. The two factories and the department of trusts worked together. In November, I was assigned to CEO of the Fujian Provincial Bank Women's Model Factory. Nanping is quite far from Yongan so the bank asked Mr Zou to take care of the business in Nanping. After cooperating with the Trust, and the workers worked hard, and our technology improved, and increased our marketing, business improved. 

Yongan is a mountain city, the cultivation and rice paddies were limited, so the crops produce was insufficient for the consumption of the people. Originally, the population was 2,000. But at this time during the war, it became the temporary capital, and many organizations and companies relocated here, and the population increased tenfold, to 20,000. Food was even more lacking. So there was an urgent crisis of rice supply. Fortunately, a city Ninghua located upstream had extra food and could transport it to Yongan via the river. But the problem was the river was very shallow and could only support a small wooden boat and trucks on land. This increased the cost of transport and thus the price of rice. Often, there was food shortage and even though you had money, you could not buy it. My bank's employees and families numbering to several hundred and the food supply was a hard problem to solve. Plus, any one who had access along the process, like cooks, stole for their families. This gave me a big headache. Finally, I consulted some specialists who suggested we use a rationing method where each person had 14 oz per day: 4 oz morning, 5 oz lunch, 5 oz dinner. We ordered several hundred porcelain containers and rice cookers from Yongcuen company. Every morning, they distributed 4 oz in the morning, 5 oz at noon, and 5 oz at evening. After every meal, the cooker steamed and distributed, those who had larger appetites sat with those who ate less. We did this for several months, everyone became used to it and it was no longer inconvenient. We saved a lot of rice and the total consumption was greatly decreased from before. We had no more reports of illegal or unethical behavior. The whole bank staff were pleased. A Fuzhou poet who wrote a sarcastic couplet teasing me calling me a nine-headed bird. In the Ming dynasty, there was a man called Zhang Junzhen, a famous prime minister, a good servant, and was from Hubei. At that time, people called Hubei countrymen nine-headed birds indicating they are shrewd and hard to kill: in heaven, nine-headed bird; on earth, Hubei people.**

Fujian Provincial Bank headquarters were located in Maoping, managing branch offices, not conducting outside business. They were financed by Yongan branch office. Every month, the headquarter employees salaries were withdrawn from Yongan branch office. And every month, the Yongan cashiers counted the cash and gave to the headquarter recipients. The security officers and recipient transported the money to Maoping. The recipient counted the cash from the envelop and distributed to the employees. The employees counted their cash again and gave a receipt, signing and sealing it. The receipts were collected and then his job was done. Some of the employees gave their envelopes to their families, some people pocketed it. In this situation there were some problems: 1) cash meant it was easy for people to buy things that weren't needed and the earnings would be wasted, 2) relatives and friends, seeing you had money, would like to borrow from you, and if you refused, or someone borrowed and didn't repay, it caused a lot of ill will, 3) it could be misplaced, lost, or stolen. In conclusion, cash paid salary, beside the manpower to count, there were these other bad points. I needed to change this bad situation. So I established a credit union where each employee had an account. In this way, with checking accounts, when you needed money, you wrote a check. At that time, there were a lot of employees who because the headquarters didn't do outside business, didn't know how to write checks. Now that everyone had a savings and checking account, the employees had a good chance to practice. Every month, on payday, each department wrote a chart with names and salaries and wrote checks to deposit into each employees account. Each employee would check their balance and write a receipt, signed and sealed. The city of Yongan's market was depressed. Most of the employees couldn't buy things for their daily living on the Yongan streets. So the employee credit union used their collected savings to go to different places and brought it back to Yongan, and the employees would write checks for individual purchases and the bank would deduct the amount and saved a lot of unnecessary cash transactions. But there were a few employees unaccustomed to the new way of buying supplies, every month on payday, they would immediately write a check and withdraw all their funds. I told the manager, let them do it. After a while, they'll figure out they don't have to do that. After many months, they learned to trust the checking account. And after a half a year, they realized the convenience of this new system and most people were happy about it.

Yongan is an isolated mountain. There were no places of entertainment. In the suburbs, there were two tourist attractions: 1) Warm Water Home, a hot spring about 30 miles away from the river, around it were scenic mountains and forest; many people went there on weekends and holidays. I still remember last year when I arrived in Yongan from Canding and passing by a little city named Lian Village where there also is a hot spring. The amazing thing about this hot spring was that it had fish, this special fish only lived in hot springs, if removed would not survive. I wrote a poem about this hot water fish. 2) Hundred Foot Cliff, there was a stream that passed by this cliff and a bridge over the stream. The stream was so clear they named it Jade Crystal. And there was a cave near the cliff, on the cave walls was carved Cen Lichuan's poem which I wrote a reply to. 

One of the lines of Bai Juyu's Guitar Song says that Xunyang is such a wild place, there's no music here, and I think Yongan is the same as Xunyang without music. Except a long time ago Saoxin Opera played here, there was no music or performing arts. Unexpectedly, this summer a chorus from a Huanan Women's College toured and they came to Yongan. Our bank helped this chorus stage their performance, there were solos and choral pieces, all kinds of musical performance. There were more than twenty members. Myself and Mr Chou, after the performance we joined them for a group performance. All the chorus members were dressed very prettily whereas Mr Chou and I wore Sen Yashen's plain robe Zongshan garb: jacket with four pocket and no tie. For this group picture, I wrote a poem, and the last line reads: Among the plum flowers, two pine trees. This photo I have kept in my home in Taipei. One day, when Mr and Mrs Cen came to visit and we recalled the chorus, I showed them this picture and Mrs Cen was one of the members of the chorus, of course she was very interested to see how she looked in this photo. She asked me to lend her the photo so she could make a copy so she could show her kids what she did and looked like in college. 

Yongan has a lot of malaria and mosquitos. Almost everyone suffered from malaria. I've come to Yongan almost ten months and was usually very careful to avoid mosquitos but on August 1, I got malaria: fever, then chills, suffering a lot. It flares up every other day, Every Other Day Malaria. Everybody in our bank didn't pay much attention because everyone gets it. Some people suffer all year round. I went to the doctors and recovered fine but it affected me later on in that I suffered from anemia. In 1971, I had a health check up in Taibei Hospital that said everything was normal except for anemia which they suspected was caused by malaria. 

Yongan is a mountain city. Even though Yongan had become the temporary capital of Fujian, there weren't many military bases here far from the front line. Usually enemy Japanese airplanes did not bother us, but on August 9, four Japanese planes flew to Yongan and bombed our bank. I had already gone through the perpetual bombing in Nancang and the heavy bombing in Ji'an so I didn't take this bombing very seriously. But the people in Yongan had never been bombed before so they were extremely upset. This time, when they started the sirens, Mr Chu and I already ride automobiles to the suburban safe shelter place. When the long ok sirens sounded, we came out to look at the damage. Some of our buildings were damaged and my office desk was destroyed. Part of my poem draft was burned, another part was dusted and scattered. Fortunately, one hibiscus in the yard was preserved. For this matter, I wrote a poem: https://xoxoirene.blogspot.com/2012/08/loners.html 

[transcribed 2022 12 27]

Since last November when I left Ganzhou and came to Fujian, time has flown. How fleet, it's already been almost a year. This year, all my dealings with bank business was very smooth and personnel-wise we all have very nice relationships, trusting each other, forgiving each other, and we all felt quite pleased. However, the CEO Mr Xu is going to travel far away. I received a letter from him summarized below: I'm going to leave soon and I have hundreds of emotions all coming up. As I look back, when you came to Fujian, I gratefully obtained your friendly assistance. The bank business has been going along well, and I'm so grateful for that. Even though I'm leaving Fujian, I remain concerned with the provincial bank's business. Ten-thousand times I beg you, brother, continue your help to the incoming general manager Mr Chou. But Mr Chou has asked for time off. During his vacation, I hope you will bravely go forward to accomplish the matters of our bank's goals. If you have difficulties or need help, please ask for help from the provincial government department head, Mr Yan. I am reluctant to leave and cannot fully express my feelings. I have specially written this letter to tell you some of them. I wish you good health. 

After I received his letter, I wrote a reply: I received your letter. I am really grateful. I remember several years ago I heard among my friends and relatives who said Governor Cen's administration in Fujian was so outstanding and I also learned the economic improvements was actually led by you. Also, we've had Mr Yan and Mr Bao's cooperative efforts. At this great era of fighting the Japanese and establishing our nation, their accomplishments are a role model for all of China. Everyone has been impressed by their accomplishments. Most people would like to join them, the workers in Fujian to fulfill their personal goals. Since last winter, I had the opportunity of coming to Fujian to serve. I got you as a good leader and I am forever grateful. After all these months working with you, with your vision and broadmindedness, we have opportunity to serve the province and provincial government. During the vacation of Mr Han, I will follow your instructions to implement the bank's business. I also will follow the instructions of Mr Yan. I will take care of everything. Hope you have a happy trip. Etc. Until this August, I got a letter from the board and it says: Assistant Manager Qu has served almost a year faithful, diligent, meticulous, outstanding accomplishment. From this month forward, we are giving him a raise. From this you can tell the Fujian Provincial Bank how everyone is treating each other. 

[transcribed 2022 12 28]

1941 (national year 30) September 21, lunar year August 1, there was a total solar eclipse and people could look with the naked eye in Congan. This is the best chance inside China to see the total eclipse. After this time, in China if you want to see a total eclipse it will be several hundred years from now. So all the related facilities assigned those scholars in astronomy, physics, meteorology, and technological people, and experts set up all kinds of instruments. It was led by the military commander who called representatives from Fujian, Zhejiang, Anhui, Zhangxi. I represented Fujian. September 19, I left Yongan arriving in Nanping at noontime and had lunch and stayed in Nanping's dormitory. The next day, the 20th, we arrived at Congan and were entertained by the branch office in Congan. On the 21st was the eclipse. We were ready to watch, unfortunately that morning it was cloudy and raining. We could not see the sun. But at the minute of the eclipse, all of a sudden, the sky grew dark, as if the sunset, like evening dusk. All the birds flitted back to their nests. The time was 11:30 AM. Several minutes later, we saw the sunlight, like a sunrise in the morning. The start and end times were just like the experts calculated, only several seconds difference, so we appreciated the amazing developments in technology.

After we watched the eclipse, that afternoon, we had free time and everybody tried to find their friends. The Governor Cen Gongcha, because he was leaving Fujian soon, called me meet him. The Governor talked a lot about the Three People's Principles and his vision about developing China. I also shared my ideas for business. Both of us thought what Confucius said, "Fu er hou jiao" (after prosperity, then teach) should be modified to prosperity and teaching at the same time. I also quoted several statistics to support why I think this way. The Governor agreed with my way of thinking. This meeting became the basis of later days when we received the Bank of Taiwan after Taiwan's was returned to China. This is why Governor Cen*** had a very favorable impression of me. Besides the governor, Mr Yang, who represented Jiangxi, came to watch the eclipse. He and I also had a very good meeting, talking a long time about how Jiangxi was after I left. This was the last time I saw Mr Yang. After this, I was sent to Shanghai. After WWII, I was sent to Taiwan. Mr Yang continued to work in Jiangxi. After the war, he followed Shong Sihui to Dongbei (Manchuria) to receive the area back from Japan. When they were in Dongbei, Mr Yang sent me a telegram to join him in Dongbei but I was already waiting in Shanghai at Governor Cen's request so I couldn't go. Mr Yang became the mayor of Harbin and when the Communists occupied Dongbei, he wasn't able to escape. In 1949, I received a telegram from him sent from Haisenwei. I was planning to receive him in Taibei, unfortunately, there was no reply. A long time later, I heard he was arrested by the Communists and killed. 

[transcribed 2023 01 01]

After we watched the solar eclipse, I traveled to our top tourist spot called Wuyi Mountain, the most famous place in southeast China. The mountain scenery was very grand. The Congan branch bank colleagues entertained me so well. They had special bamboo boats to navigate the Nine Bends stream, with peculiar looking hills on both banks. The most prominent are Big King Peak, Jade Lady Peak, Iron Ban Zhang, Rainbow Bridge Ban, Heaven Yo Peak, Saibu Ai. I wrote nine poems to describe each of the scenes. There was a legend that says inside Wuji Mountain, a person Huei On lived. One evening, he was studying late, and a fairy in the form of a beautiful woman who came to serve him. Later on, this fairy died, and even until now there is still is her grave. I wrote a poem about this. 

One of the specialties of Fujian Provincial Bank was majority of the employees were highly educated. Also, many of them were Christians. Because I had my personal devotions every morning and evening, I also say grace before my meals, all my colleagues knew I am a Christian. This autumn, all my Christian colleagues formed a fellowship, we have worship service, bible study, prayer meeting, and there were short message meetings. I tried my best to attend all these meetings. Sometimes I would prepare bible study. When it was Christmas time, the fellowship brothers and sisters came to my place. We celebrated Christmas with lots of snacks and candies. We invited all the kids to come for caroling and storytelling and performances. The kids were very interested and glad about it. Every time they met me, they would ask when are we having another celebration like that. From this, both they and I spent my fortieth year in this joyful atmosphere. 

*fuli means benefit

**my mom recalls not liking this saying as a kid, why scold people for being upright. Also, Shanghai people were stereotyped as tricky and snobbish; superficial caring about fashion. 

***He later became Governor of Taiwan to receive Taiwan back from Japan.

Monday, December 19, 2022

1941 - age 40

I spent the new year of 1941 in Fujian Province, Yongan City. There were three holidays of New Year. Every employee of the bank gathered for a group greeting*. Besides the gathering, there were shows and a lot of things going on, everyone was busy and occupied. Because I was new to the job, I didn't have many things to take care of so I felt quite free. Yongan is a mountainous city so in the morning there is a light fog. The residents of Yongan thought it's not healthy to breath in the fog, so most people do not get up early and stay indoors, lacking exercise. Many people suffer indigestion and dare not overeat. Also, because in the mountainous city it's hard to get water, people do not often bathe. There is a saying in Yongan: Bu qi zao, bu chi bao, bu xi jiao (rhyming don't wake early, don't eat full, don't bather). But when I came to Yongan, because I needed to catch a ride to Maoping to work, I got up early. I am usually an early riser. And I like to exercise, I usually walk on the bridge of Yanxi, I really enjoy the beautiful scenery around the river and the bridge. I wrote a poem at the time titled Early Morning Walk Along Yanxi. This poem is part of my compilation:

Early in the morning, I come to Yanxi
Heavy fog dampens my clothes
Amidst the cloud water foggy drizzle
Forget the troubles of the world
Escape the turmoil of the land
Ambitions still achievable
...
Mountain village, fresh wine
Holding cup, write a new poem

qu - beginning
xin - new

I sent this poem to Mr Wan, who was a scholar authoritative in appraising poems. According to Mr Wan, he appreciated this poem. 

The governor of Fujian was Mr Cen. His main objective was to collect the capable people. He formed a committee called Economic Development Committee. On the new year, in January, I received an appointment from the provincial government to be the head of the Commerce Department. Later on, I was appointed special member of the committee. According to this committee's bylaw, our main purpose was to develop the economy in Fujian and everything connected to design, research, implementation. Inside this committee, there were several special committee members. The head of the committee was the governor. Inside the committee were several departments and every department has complicated organization because they want to cover all aspects of service. When you start from the beginning, you need to do a lot of investigation and exploration of what exists now. They needed a lot of people to do the assessment and collect data. Fujian is close to the ocean, the land is usually mountainous, so agriculture cultivation is hard. Fujian is usually very poor, lacking resources, the society is unstable and had lots of crime. Governor Cen wanted to improve people's lives, and started with economic improvements. He increased the police force to deter robbers and thieves so people can live peaceful lives. This governor did a very good job, he worked hard and lived a very simple life and was concerned about regular ordinary people's lives. He did a lot of good for Fujian province and people. Besides working in the committee, usually in my leisure time, I enjoyed writing poetry. At this time, I wrote a poem called Up Fortune Mountain about my life in Yongan.

*as opposed to individually greeting one by one

1940 - age 39 Part 3

I decided to leave Jiangxi for Fujian. There was a need to go to Fujian to explore. On September 30, I arrived in Nancen. On October 1, I went from Nancen to Sanrao. Sanrao at that time was a war command center. I stayed there for two days. On the 4th, I entered the province of Fujian and went through Congan, Jianyan, and Nanping, and on the 5th, I arrived in Yongan. On the 6th, I arrived at Canding. On the 7th, I returned to Ganzhou. On this trip Mr Gong and Mr Tang accompanied me. Mr. Gong was the smartest person in the Jiangxi government. He was the governor's secretary and was well liked and praised by every branch. Mr Tang was a specialist in building highways and of all Jiangxi provincial construction of highways, he's the most famous. And he's the head of transportation. The three of us purposed to familiarize ourselves with the local conditions. 

When we passed by Congan, I have to record a story: Mr Cen was a Fujianese and a good friend of Mr Gong and Mr Tang's. I had also met him once before. At that time, he was already retired but he was a famous scholar in Chinese literature, calligraphy, and painting. He had been the head of the City of Congan for many years. During his time as mayor, he did a lot of good for Congan so everyone loved him and respected him. Those people knew he had retired, so they invited him to return to Congan. They had him stay in one of the rooms above a dim sum restaurant. The same street where we were now staying too. We went to visit him but he wasn't there. He did not lock his door so the owner of the dim sum restaurant invited us to take a look at where he was staying. We saw in his room there were two big tables. One of the big tables was for his liquor bottles and books. The other big table was for his paintings. So the dim sum restaurant owner told us that Mr Cen every time after he got drunk, he started to paint. All his paintings after he got drunk were so good and all became famous paintings. Wherever he goes, he loves to travel around in Congan and whoever saw him he asked them to stay with them. So he often would be away for several days without returning. Once he returned to the room, a lot of people send him food and wine so he doesn't have to cook anything for himself. Some other people will come to do his laundry and clean his place, just like children honoring their parents. Also, he's a very nice looking person and friendly, all the kids love him and play with him and call him Yeye (grandpa). What the owner described to us, we were all impressed and his life sounds like a fairy tale. The three of us agreed he had a marvelous life there.

I left Jiangxi and planned to go to Fujian. Because I was now Vice Manager of Jiangxi Yuming Bank, I wrote a letter to resign from Vice Manager. I also had a director of China Tea Company position and was too busy to continue on Yuming Bank. The board was very good to me and trusted me a lot, so on December 3rd, they wrote me a letter. This letter said, "We received your resignation letter. Because your position in China Tea Company duties were busy, we approved your resignation and would like you to return the seal of your Vice Manager position. After we examined every procedure, we approve your resignation. This letter is to Mr Qu Jingzhou." In fact, I had already finished all the resignation procedures with Yuming Bank. I also sent a letter to Mr So to assign someone to take over my position in China Tea Company. And Mr So replied to say he approved my resignation but before the new person arrived, I was still in charge remotely. This year, on February 28th and October 5th, I had come to Fujian twice. Now, I am going to stay. After I arrived in Fujian, I missed a lot of my friends in Jiangxi, so I wrote a letter to Jiangxi that said: I've been working in Jiangxi for many years and I appreciate everybody's help and training. Now because of my work, I already moved to Fujian temporarily staying 44 Hun Street in the city of Yongan. I still hope you can remotely give me advice and teaching so I can continue to face all the challenges here. I miss you all and hope you all have a nice future.

Since November this year, I formally entered the Bank of Fujian. The Chairman of the Board of Fujian Bank was Mr Xu. After Mr Xu, the chairman was Mr Yan*. One of the board members was the construction Bureau director named Mr Bao. Another member was general manager of a trading company Mr Cen. Another member was general manager of South China tourism and transportation Mr Hu. And Yongan City mayor, Mr Lu. All these people are most capable, and the general manager was Mr Cho, I was assistant manager. Mr Cho was very ambitious and he likes to develop overseas business with China mainland. He usually traveled to southeast Asia to associate with their leaders. Every time he went on a trip, I took over management of the bank and all his duties. A good thing about this bank is besides the chairman of the board and the general manager, underneath there were people to manage documentation, accounting, personnel, and miscellaneous banking functions, department of overseas business. Every department has a director. All the directors and managers were all well educated and young and capable people. So it is a bank that has very good potential to develop well. As for me, I had lots of experience in managing the bank. Because previously I had worked China business bank and Jiangxi Yumin bank. So I had a very easy time to work at this new bank.

There is a nice stream, very clear and clean, called Yenxi, that flows through Yongan City. Fujian Provincial Bank was located on the north bank of Yenxi. The area was called Grass Plain. Because Yongan City was mountainous, level areas were few. Tens of acres of level area, built with dams so it wouldn't flood. On these acres of land, were the bank's buildings and offices, auditorium, dining hall, recreation area. Everything we needed was there. On the neighboring area, we built 20-30 dormitories for the employees, it became a community by itself. When I first came to Yongan, I lived in the city. Every morning, I needed to get a ride to Maoping to my office, even though it wasn't very far, I still had to commute. But not long after, there was a vacancy in the dormitory so I got to move in. I moved in on the 30th of December. This dorm had cooks and cleaning people, making everyone's life comfortable. This was 1949, my life moved from Taihe to Ganzhou; from Ganzhou to Yongan. This is my life situation.


*Mr Yan later became governor of Taiwan, and then president. My family and Mr Yan's family were very close. They had a daughter I played piano with. 

Thursday, May 05, 2022

Duanwu de Mayo #7


Shaun Anthony McMichael 
Miss Out on a Season, Listen to Your Inside Voice

Spring’s never going to come, says an inside voice.
So what of a few daffodils, crocuses,
and Camellias crisp with frost. Tulips, bluebells
deluge-drooped. Rhododendrons, sun, hydrangeas. Spring’s come and gone.


Doug Foreman
Our grotto in May

Green of spring swelling like foam insulation between studs
Yellow of blooms exploding like fireworks in the hallway
What swells, wrinkles and slinks away
What explodes, blackens and dissipates

John Keay
My friend Mr. Chippy

Rolling and scratching, panting and grating, I switch to tumble dry low
A circular patter of Spring, Summer, Fall, and Slumber, sleeping not to grow
The warmth brings the birds into their nests, into their final drywall rest
Hiding in the crack, the drying unit commits a foul 

Irene Yung
O Canto dos Homens

Three men with facial hair, bent, thoughtful
One woman with dark eyes, pursed, flitting
The iced drink chills the already cool rainy spring day
Gather old friends to warm with laughter


Shaun Anthony McMichael 
Light. The answer is always light

How can a dark knot come to life?
Why can a tuber unfurl into a flowering dish,
steaming with flavor for the tongue the way
blossoms stream color into the eye’s darkest part?

Annalise Nordtvedt Lathrop
Once an MK always an MK

Sometimes I don't have time to remember my roots
Life passes quickly and the roots were grown so far away
But sometimes I have a moment to stop and remember my roots
And I'm thankful but still gutted and wish I could feel my roots more.


Shaun Anthony McMichael 
The Night Ode to Joy was Born

Another round, pleads a weary heart.
Another reason to stray from home!
No more lime, the glasses all clouded.
Go! The dark study waits. Inspiration’s coming. 

Irene Yung
Margarita Refills

I ask, knowing the answer will be yes
He asks, hoping the reply will still be yes
Affirmations, bordering on trite
Starving for notice, cagily stalk the table


John Keay
Steep AND Sweet: The Perfect Temperature for the Beans is 198 Degrees

The patio glows with ripe anticipation; warm concrete 
Foundational of recourse, hidden in dewy steps
Small interesting life, 6 legs, and counting
Warm mug in hand, My heart is full of chirps

Wednesday, May 05, 2021

Duanwu de Mayo #6

Margaritas in Grand Rapids by Dana Jill and friends
Gary wants a margarita
(A taco sounds really good right now)
When he drinks, he doesn’t bark
Happy dog, happy tenants, happy duanwu de mayo

A walk in the woods by Annalise
Everything is new and exciting to my dandelion-toting toddler
Our time together is peaceful and fun
When all of a sudden she loses her balance and falls
All peace and fun is gone

Backyard birds by Irene
Yellow feathered couples visit a-morning
Black masked friends hop carefully
We sit and ponder their names
Happy! Skinny! But they ignore our calls






Monday, March 29, 2021

1940 - age 39 Part 2

Now our family was split up in three places: my parents and brother's family in Huangmei, although occupied by the Japanese, because the farm areas are isolated, transportation was very inconvenient so fortunately was not disturbed by the Japanese army; and my wife and three kids lived in Shanghai inside the French Concession, more or less safe; I by myself living in Ganzhou, both my work and private life were pretty comfortable. My main job was at Yumin Bank, I also had another job with the China Tea Company. Yumin Bank paid me pretty well. This year, we got a bonus of $4,380. I put this money into the bank savings account. All the bank employees got high-interest rates and the China Tea Company paid me $280 every month, I also had a bonus of $2300. So my income was pretty good. In the spring, I had planned to bring my mother to Ganzhou so I could take care of her. Because of wartime, the transportation wasn't good and it's even harder for old people to travel far. My mother also could not bear to leave her home. That's how my plans were unfulfilled. Next, I traveled to Shanghai because at that time there were boats traveling between the inner city and Shanghai so I planned to take the boat.

There was a Nanchang Printing Company, the president was Mr Den. He also moved his factory to Ganzhou. He needed to buy some supplies in Shanghai and he came to visit me to discuss a transfer of funds. He knew that I had family in Shanghai so he asked me to travel with him. At that time, General Manager Mr Du approved this suggestion and my absence from my work in Yumin Bank. He gave me a month's leave. So on July 16, I and Mr Den took the bus from Ganzhou to Nancen. In Nancen, Mr Den learned of some road closures between there and Shanghai so we waited several days in Nancen. The roads remained closed so we had to return to Ganzhou. Our bus needed some repairs. On the 21st, we started traveling again. That day was my birthday and in the morning, because of traveling, I only drank a glass of water. I spent my birthday on the bus. At noontime, we arrived at a place where Mr Den treated me to lunch at a restaurant. The food was very good. So it was my birthday dinner. Every birthday, I usually think about my mother. I think that I didn't have a chance to take care of her. A lot of times, I shed tears about this. On that day at 3PM, we arrived in Ganzhou. I canceled my leave and returned to work.

In the suburbs of Ganzhou, there's a famous tourist spot called Yugu Pagoda. In the Tang Dynasty, the governor was named Li Mian. He came to Yugu Pai. This spot has been the subject of many historical poets and many people have written poems about this place. The year before, I was going to go from Ganzhou via Hongkong to Shanghai, I was waiting in Guangzhou for four days. During those four days, I made a trip to Yugu Pai. So I had a good impression of that place. And I also wrote a poem in my collection.

Chiang Jieshi's oldest son Jinguo came back from Russia and Chiang Jieshi wanted him to have more experience so he assigned Jinguo to Jiangxi Province to serve under Governor Shong who assigned him to serve as Fa'ansiling (security) Vice Commander. Later on, he assigned him to the provincial government. Jinguo usually worked very hard and was devoted to all the people, especially the lower level people like factory workers and farmers. He was well respected by all the farmers and factory workers. At that time, our bank printed currency of $.50 by a printing company. This printing company also moved over from Nanchang to Ganzhou. One day I went to take a look at the factory. All the workers mentioned Jinguo. They didn't say "Mr Jinguo", they always called him "our special supervisor". He was well respected among all the workers. When we had the mid-autumn festival, Jinguo threw a huge party for all the lower workers and army and families. He treated everybody to a huge dinner. Eight people to a table, and at every table a local dignitary, the other seven were farmers and soldiers. I was also assigned to a table. At my table, everybody was an older farmer. I came from a poor farming family so felt very close to them. They all spoke Ganzhou dialect and I can only speak Jioujiang dialect so we couldn't communicate very well. The Special Supervisor gave a speech, it went very long. He said during the mid-autumn festival, we drink three kinds of wine: one kind is the wine made of blood because our soldiers are still at war; the second kind made by sweat because the farmers and factory workers were working so hard; the third kind made by tears, our whole nation wanted to fight the intruders and we were all working together to wash out the oppressor. After he said this, everybody was very touched. I always remembered his speech. Every time I had a chance to talk with friends, anyone who had been at this dinner remembers that. We always said Chiang Jieshi has someone to continue the work, like Solomon succeeding David. Later on, China's central government fled to Taiwan and Chiang Jinguo became the sixth president. We always recalled the time when we heard him. 

[Mom: Educated in Russia, he probably became a Communist. Jinguo really wanted the poor people to become wealthier and have better lives. He wasn't corrupt, wanting a lot of money for himself. He wasn't into drinking smoking and operas. He lived a very frugal life, eating vegetables.]

Tuesday, March 02, 2021

1939 - age 38 Part 4; 1940 - age 39 Part 1

The general manager of the Yumin Bank is getting pretty old and unhealthy; a lot of the heavy jobs he could not perform. From the beginning of this year, before we retreated from Nanchang, the general manager Mr. Chen went to Chongqing to attend a conference. He took his family with him and they did not go through the chaotic retreat from Nanchang to Ji'an. After we settled in Ji'an, he returned from Chongqing and came to Taihe. They settled down pretty well and had the sedan chair transportation in place. For him, everything was comfortable and smooth, the bank was operating normally. There were lots of detailed things that I and several other colleagues managed. At this time, a famous dentist arrived in Fujian. Our general manager had some dental work he needed to be done so he traveled to Fujian to see this dentist at the beginning of October. Every detail and operational responsibility fell on my shoulders. At the beginning of November, the general manager wrote me a letter of resignation. He had been the general manager at the bank for five years and the net worth of the bank had increased from 700,000 to 40,000,000, so he made a great contribution. The headquarters in Shanghai assigned Mr. Du to become our new general manager. At this time we were in Taihe and needed to retreat again to Ganzhou. Unfortunately, there were no mansions to house our banking needs in Ganzhou, only a Confucian' temple. It was pretty big but old and run down and needed a lot of repairs. After we completed repairs, we used a huge curtain to separate the devotees' ceremonial space from our working area. That's how we worked in Ganzhou.

This year in summary from the beginning: I attended Yuming Bank's retreat from Nanchang to Ji'an, then to Taihe; Shuyuan was born; we also established the China Tea Company. Also, Mr. Chen resigned, and afterward, we moved to Ganzhou. That's how we passed this year of the war.


1940 - age 39 Part 1

Last year during the spring, our bank retreated from Nanchang to Ji'an and then to Taihe. At the end of the year, we moved from Taihe to Ganzhou. Before we rented the Confucian temple, we rented an elementary school. The board member Mr. Chou was an excellent cook and very hospitable. He often cooked lots of delicious food to entertain friends. (Mr. Chou emphasized the importance of how you cook with heat. Guests had to arrive very punctually. He cooked to be ready exactly at the time the guests were supposed to arrive. If you arrive late, you don't have a chance to eat the delicacies and have to eat fried rice instead. One of his famous dishes is White Add Fish Heads: using freshly caught fish heads, add a lot of ingredients, and then drain the moisture, marinate, put in a huge pot with soup. After the soup boils, you add cold water into the soup, and after it boils again, you add more cold water. Do like this several times and then you take the fish heads out and eat them right away, otherwise you can't leave it there to sit. Mr. Chou and I are very good friends so while I was in Ganzhou I enjoyed White Add Fish Heads several times.)

After we moved to Ganzhou there were two things that are not very good. One is inflation, everything got more expensive. Another thing is that people are very purposeless, unfocused on any specific job. For instance, inflation: when you go to a book store to buy a book, between the time you order it and when it arrives, the price increased by three times. The same happened to clothing and everything else. [My mom remembers this inflation as a child and it was scary.] At Yumin Bank, on the board, there were people with various opinions. And our new general manager was a nice but weak person; many colleagues were loyal to different parties and there was infighting, so there wasn't much progress. He is only one person, there's no way you can get rid of these different parties and systems. So our bank does not have a good outlook. When I look back to when I first joined the bank, General Manager Chen resigned and Mr Yan left at Taihe so there's not much progress. Our neighboring province of Fujian, close to the coast, had lots of overseas Chinese families. Because of the overseas relatives in Fujian, their provincial government had lots of talented people to work for them. Because of our poor outlook, Fujian seemed like a better prospect to me. I received a letter on January 29 from Mr. Chen from Fujian. This Mr. Chen had heard about my work experience and appreciated many of my accomplishments. So I made the decision to leave Jiangxi to go to Fujian. Just at that time, Yumin Bank had a project with the Fujian provincial government. So general manager Du assigned me to Fujian to negotiate. On the 27th of February, I traveled to Ruijin and arrived at the Fujian Changting branch. On the 28th I arrived in Longyan and visited Mr. Chen. He introduced me to the Fujian governor Chen Yi and we spoke for two hours and had a very pleasant visit. On March 2, I traveled from Longyan to Nanping. On the 3rd of March, from Nanping, I returned to Guangze. On the 4th of March from Guangze to Nanfeng. Nanfeng had branches of both our banks. On the 6th of March, I traveled from Nanfeng back to Ganzhou. 

[Japan occupied Taiwan for fifty years. After WWII, Taiwan was returned to China. The Chinese Central government sent Chen Yi and my grandfather to receive Taiwan back from Japan. Says my mom, "My dad always told us how good Chen Yi was, so good and upright and hardworking and efficient. So unlike other politicians who were lazy and corrupt."]

In order to get rid of our colleagues' bad practice of faction fighting and to keep our coworkers abreast of technology and current knowledge, we formed a training class and gave lessons on history, geography, business management, international trading, and banking laws. Every training is a half-year per section, without tuition. It didn't matter if you were a man, a woman, old, or young; we settled on 120 students for this training. At the end of the training, if your score is good, the bank would hire you. If you were already a bank employee, the bank will give you a promotion. At the beginning of the training class, I gave an address encouraging everyone to study hard. I also gave a lecture on banking law; my class was welcomed by the students. After beginning this class, we had very good results. Everyone learned a lot of new things and also became more harmonious. So to rid parties and sectors, our bank benefitted from this training. Later on, when I left Jiangxi for Fujian, all these students formed a farewell party to appreciate me. Also, afterward, we had a group picture of everybody and this photo I still have with me. 

[The sad thing is Chen Yi, after they received Taiwan, there were lots of things to start. He did quite a good job. But unfortunately in 1949 when Jiang Jeishi fled the mainland for Taiwan, he thought Chen Yi was a traitor or agent for the communists and had him executed. The Guomingdang killed a lot of people. Fifty or seventy years later, one of his assassins came forward and said they were sent to Chen Yi saying he was called to see Jiang Jieshi. He was very obedient and showered and put on clean clothes, then they took him to a place and executed him.]

Tuesday, February 23, 2021

1939 - age 38 Part 3

When we arrived at Ji'an in mid-April, we had a terrible bombing. On the 26th of April, Nanchang was occupied and Ji'an was now close to the front lines. During the day, we had sirens for bomb warnings usually in the morning. Every bank changed working hours from 5pm to 9pm. There was a huge bombing and one exploded at the entrance to the shelter, there were many casualties. We planned on moving our bank headquarters to Taihe, so I needed to go ahead to take a look to see which spot we should move to. When I went to explore Taihe, it was actually a very nice place. Zejiang University had moved there once but later on continued west. We had Jiangxi provincial government move over here into the Shao Family mansion. Mr Shao was a millionaire and his business of transporting salt was how he got his wealth. [How my maternal grandmother's family was wealthy too.] After he became rich, he built many housing units, nearly a hundred buildings. Also, he built roads and all the necessities to form a community. Since the Jiangxi provincial government occupied the Shao compound, our bank Yumin needed to find another place in Taihe. So I was looking and asking around and was told that there was a place called Xinling Village only a few miles away where another millionaire named Liu had built a lot of houses that could be rented to us. This Mr. Liu used to be Mr. Shao's household manager. Both of them became millionaires and built lots of housing. Later on, Central Bank, Farmers' Bank, and several others all moved to Xinling cuen. So it became a banking area. And between Xinling cuen and the city was only a very tiny walking path between rice paddies, not wide enough for cars. So in order for the manager's transportation, they hired several people to carry sedan chairs. That was the main way of transportation. Many electric poles were set up for telephone lines. On July 6, the telephone system was finished and I tried out the system by calling the manager at Ji'an, Mr. Cui. He said my Shanghai apartment had sent a telegram that said, "Your wife gave birth to a boy. Both mother and baby are well." I was very glad. Because the next day I needed to return to Ji'an, I told them to leave the telegram there. On the 7th of July, I arrived in Ji'an, read the telegram myself, and immediately sent a telegram to my wife to congratulate her. This is our third child and we named him Shuyuan. His family tree name (puyun) is Zhangjun. This piece of telegram I have kept until today because when Shuyuan was young we used to tease him that because he was born when his father wasn't present that he was picked up from the street. When he grew up and he read this telegram, he said, "I was not picked up from the street because you have this telegram as evidence." It was very coincidental that we had the telegram from when he was born. 

[When people go to Huangsan who can't climb, they hire sedan chairs to carry them up!] 

In Jiangxi province, besides rice, another important product was tea. There were three main areas for tea production. The Jiangxi tea they pressed into bricks which could transported to places like Russia. Together with Anhui's tea, in China we called them Shuangbi (Jade Tea Pair), the top grade. In Jiangxi, from breeding, seedling, cultivation, fertilizer, picking, green tea, and black tea, transported to Hong Kong to be sold to the whole world. But these tea farmers usually lived far from each other and did not know about international trade. So we bankers had to help them out. During this long process of making tea, there were times we needed to loan them money; they also needed banks for financing and business transactions. Not only does this long process include many specialized technologies, they also needed to improve all the steps in between so the tea can be exported. When you have products to export, your nation gains money. At this time even during the war, we did not neglect to improve the tea business. Because of all this involvement, the bank formed the China Tea Company. I became friends with several of their CEOs. Because I was in Jiangxi, they assigned me to form a branch of the Tea Company.

Taihe (meaning Peaceful and Prosperous) is a place like its name. The Japanese seldom bombed us so we had a normal peaceful life. In front of Mr. Liu's mansion, there was a huge field. We hired all the sedan carriers, when they were not working, to level this field and make it into a tennis court. Because the whole country was in a state of war, the mayor of Taihe didn't think playing tennis was appropriate. So one day he came to see me, he beat around the bush telling me that sports like tennis should not be promoted. At that time, I was still young and I became upset and said during this time lots of folk songs mention students and teachers and the government make the sounds of playing mahjong. This mayor wanted to save face and after he heard me mentioning these folk songs, he changed his way of talking and said, it's better to play tennis than play mahjong. It used to be that Chinese said playing mahjong was chien guang, ren guang, tian guang--lose money, lose friends, lose time. After this, he didn't oppose tennis anymore. He even said, "When you travel to Xinlin cuen, there are newly built tennis courts." Tennis is my hobby and every time I move to a new place for a new job, I'm always thinking of ways to build a tennis court. If there is an old one, I usually have it refurbished. Some of my colleagues also liked to play tennis. So these years during the war, we had a pretty good life: you can work and also play tennis.

Besides the aforementioned tennis, we can also write poems. In Nanchang, there was a famous family named Wan. In this family, there were lots of famous poets. Some poems were compiled into books, quite famous in China. At that time, I wrote some poems to respond to whoever wrote poetry at that time and I put several in my auto-compilation.

Thursday, February 11, 2021

1939 - age 38 Part 2

At this time, we received a telegram that said the National Department of Commerce was going to have a meeting in Chongqing for all the banks in the country. Our manager, Mr Chen, would go and I would be the acting manager in Nanchang. The first important action for me was to prepare to retreat. We had many employees and their families, everyone wanted to go first to retreat to safety. Our retreat destination was Ji'an. We only had two small boats; and from Nanchang to Ji'an is against the current of the river, it takes a much longer time. We had so many people and so little transportation, it was very hard to make arrangements. And also our bank had several team loyalties. Every team, especially in this wartime, was fighting each other. Not only within the bank but also from the outside provincial government, everyone was fighting against each other. I was an employee of the bank so I wanted to make fair assignments according to the importance of their function: whoever needed to start working first should go first, critical departments like accounting and operations. As for research and some other departments, they could go later. I knew there were several warehouses in Ji'an, so most of the families of the employees could stay there. There were several other arrangements made, most of the employees of our bank retreated without urgency, panic, and fighting. This was the first difficulty I resolved, so I gained the trust of my colleagues. I needed to stay in Nanchang to finish the work of retreating, so I was the last one to go to Ji'an. I needed to supervise all the packing of important documents and property and make sure it was all loaded onto two big trucks. Before I left, I went to the provincial government to take a look and there was my friend, Mr Yang. He had several boxes of books that he wanted to take with him but his car was already full. I gave him some space in our big trucks so he could retain his library. He was very grateful for that. For many years, he had been doing research inside the country and outside and had collected a lot of important documents and books that he didn't want to abandon. He was extremely grateful. 

[After I asked if she had ever met Mr. Yang, my mom remembers having the piano in the living room in Taiwan, so many people would visit, she always had a good excuse to not practice.]

To curtail the advance of the Japanese army, after we drove to Ji'an, they purposely destroyed the road to prevent the Japanese troops from moving closer. Destroying the road needed a lot of labor. At the time, they had to hire a lot of civilian labor. Most the laborers had to be paid first before they worked. This job was supposed to be done by the city government of Nanchang, so they went to the Jiangxi provincial government for help. They wanted to loan the money from our bank. Most of the people working in our bank, accounting and financing, already had left for Ji'an. There were difficulties financing because the provincial government didn't have money. There were a lot of difficult procedures for this funding. Finally on March 24, they secured the money to pay the laborers and, after our car passed the point, the laborers started to break the road. 

[Mom: When we went to Taiwan in 1946, a year after the end of the war, there was so much rubble everywhere, it was awful.]

At that time, most of our employees and their families had arrived in Ji'an. We had a few at the end, me and several other people. Because I was solo, I stayed upstairs above the branch bank with some service people who did my laundry and cooked my meals. I was pretty comfortable. However, before we left Nanchang, I didn't sleep well for several days and was extremely exhausted. But when I arrived in Ji'an, all of sudden I was able to relax. Unfortunately, at that time, I got a high fever and my right leg became red and swollen. The doctor diagnosed me with a bacterial infection in my lymph nodes from a cut in my foot. This bacteria had reached my bloodstream. I needed medication and rest. The doctor said I would never be totally cured because this bacteria was everywhere. As soon as I had a cut, I would be infected. The only thing to prevent infection was to not have any broken skin. The thing is, I love to play tennis. Sometimes, I would run fast and break some skin and be infected again. I had recurrence of this fever and infection several times. Even after the war when we lived in Taiwan, I still had recurrences of this infection. Until I went to Japan and worked at the embassy, there was a doctor in Tokyo who recommended I use ointment on my foot, some kind of medicated lotion. From then on, I applied it and prevented infection by keeping my skin moisturized. Every night I would use this cream and thus never had this infection again. 

[Most relatives called my grandparents Bayiniang and Bayifu, her generational order, asking for money, even though she was the 2nd daughter, she was the 8th cousin. Puopuo grew up in Yangzhou even though her family was from Anhui. "My mom said my dad always made a lot of money for the banks, not for himself." My grandma grew up rich and ever since her time in Yangzhou, nothing compared. Whereas my grandpa grew up poor so he always said as long as there's food, it's good.]

Thursday, February 04, 2021

1938 - age 37 Part 3; 1939 - age 38 Part 1

1938 - age 37 continued

Because of war, transportation was difficult. One of my colleagues, Mrs Xu, and I were in Longyo at the time, and her husband wanted to return to Longyo. Mrs Xu requested a ride. It was so hard to rent cars during the time, they were very grateful. After I dropped them off, I went back to Nanchang. One day, Mrs Xu was riding with another manager, Mr Chen, and unfortunately, his car had an accident, they drove off a bridge and died. It was very tragic. During this time, I was traveling around Zhejiang to several places and on December 5, I arrived in Wenzhou. On December 8, from Wenzhou to Lixue. On December 18, I went back to Lixue. A lot of the time, because of the Japanese invasion, many of the roads were broken or closed and there was no way to get around. Many times, we had to wait for a car or for a road to open. We had to wait in little private boats for whatever was available. We would sit through the night. Many times, we stayed on a little boat and played mahjong by candlelight to pass the time until dawn. This was our old-fashioned Chinese life. On the 19th of December, I arrived in Wenzhou and there Mr Chan needed to go to Shanghai. So I bought some small presents and asked him to bring them to my wife as Christmas presents for my family. On the 23rd, one of my colleagues Mr Yang telegraphed me saying to urgently return to Nanchang. So on the 25th, I traveled from Wenzhou to Nanchang via Qingtian but our car broke down so I had to wait in a hotel there. On the 26th, they sent another car for me. By the end of the year, I had traveled all around Jiangxi and ended the year back in Nanchang.


1939 - age 38

Last year, at the end of December, the bank at Jiangxi urged me to go to Nanchang because Yumin Bank wanted to hire a manager. The Yumin Bank organizational structure was more or less the same as every other bank. Usually, the provincial government assigned board members and the board would hire the manager. Under the manager, there was a secretary, accounting, business, etc. This year, there was a position open for a manager. Because this position has good pay and a lot of power, many people competed for it. But most of the candidates were rejected by the General Manager, MrWei Chen. Mr Wei Chen was a Zhejiang Central Bank CEO and highly reputable. He was recruited to GM by Jiangxi's governor. Even though Governor Shong Shihui hired Mr. Chen, concerning banking business, he was not indebted to him. Any governor-recommended candidates were also rejected by Mr Chen. No one knew how to deal with him. A lot of his subordinates tried to find out what kind of person Mr Chen was looking for. Anyone who did not fulfill his criteria, regardless of recommendation, he would reject. He was a fair person and was not swayed by VIP opinions. He wanted to hire truly qualified people. There were several people recommended by powerful persons. He rejected every one of them. Finally, someone recommended me. At that time, I had already left Jiangxi and returned to Shanghai. So again, I left Shanghai for Wenzhou to Nanchang. I had formerly worked with Mr Chen on a committee, though I was not a close friend. He made a statement: "I might want to interview Xu Junzhou." So my friends at the bank urged me to return. On January 10, I received a letter from Yumin Bank saying they had an opening in the management position: "We need someone who's familiar with financing and banking. We want you to come here and take this position." So I took the position and with the help of many of my friends at the bank, fortunately I did a fairly good job.

During the war, even though Nanchang was pretty close to the front line, transportation by water or road was very difficult, so our army and the Japanese were at a stalemate holding position. Nanchang was not involved in the war so markets were pretty stable and prosperous. My job at Yumin Bank became more familiar and I didn't feel as much pressure. During non-working hours, the young workers in all branches of the government and banking formed tennis teams. They used tennis courts to practice and held tournaments between different teams. Sometimes, when you hit the ball, the sound fell among the noise of the cannons. Because we were used to the firing sounds, we didn't mind them at all. Sometimes after we played, everyone would go to the newly built bathhouse for showers. We had a pretty nice life. Unfortunately, in mid-March, the Japanese planned to attack Nanchang. Everyone panicked and the government gave orders for all the organizations to evacuate to safer areas. During war, we had to reorganize and retreat, reorganize and retreat.