When Charles Barkley's mother passed away, Barkley's hometown came to the funeral. But a(n) 1 guest also came. He wasn't a basketball player or from Barkley's hometown. More 2, he was my dad-a scientist.
My dad said he3 about Barkley long before he met him. Whenever we 4 dinner parties, he would talk about Barkley. Basketball has never been my thing. I 5some key words into a search engine to6something about Barkley. He seemed pretty famous and 7not like anyone who would be friends with my dad.
But the friendship was real.
My dad 8 made a slide of photos of him and Barkley together for our community's Chinese New Year party- totally irrelevant to the 9. I asked him what made them become friends.
"As an Asian in the U.S., we had a good 10," he said. "We agree on many views."
They believed the color of their skin didn't 11 .
But on a Sunday afternoon my dad passed away. Everyone was 12 as Barkley attended the funeral. "It gives me great 13and joy to know I was a friend of his," Barkley said. "Just hearing about him at the 14 -what he had achieved and what he was trying to help others 15, touched me I 16he would be known to many people."
At the funeral, people 17 memories of my dad. I realize that even after he passed away, I would continue to 18things about him.
The story of his friendship with Barkley was not just a 19with a famous person-it threw light on the 20 of this world.
