Jazz Tangcay Artisans EditorI’ve often been told that I’m not Asian enough. Not white enough. And I question whether I am enough at all.
I am conflicted by my racial identities and the trauma that comes with that. In light of the recent horrors, I am compelled to share my story.My parents met in Korea when my father was stationed there as an Army soldier.
My parents fell in love despite the negative connotations attached to their union. Soon after, they welcomed me and my two sisters, Patricia and Tammie.
We were born in Juneau, Alaska and spent our childhoods at military bases: Camp Humphreys in South Korea, Fort Hood in Texas, and Stork Barracks in Germany.For two years, my father was deployed and fought for our country, leading soldiers.
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