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    This picture was taken in the summer of 2005 when my grandmother came to visit us in Vermont. She given my daughter, Allison a gift. Since Allison loves horses, my grandmother has given her a special horse collectible.

    Bong Dan Park was a giver. She was the loving hands who gave out money when she was poor herself, constantly prayed for everyone, giving rice soup meals to her grandchildren, and constantly reminded us to live a spiritual life of gratitude and love. My grandma's heart was so big that she could give away so much of herself to her family.

    Born in Choong Joo, Korea on August 21, 1917, my grandma was always constantly caring for others. She decided as a teenager to become a Christian. She read her bible, prayed regularly and served at her church. Grandma always said to us, “Goong Bo Manny Hey Yo.” Study hard and then she would say, “Geedo Manny Hey Yo.” Pray often.

    In 1938, my grandma married my grandfather in an arranged marriage at the age of 21. This custom in Korea was not unusual and so my grandmother never seemed to think anything of this arrangement. She became a wife and mother and raised her seven children during the toughest times in her life. The Korean War separated her family and made life difficult to feed and cloth her children, but she prayed throughout these times that God would provide. She was known as the prayer warrior in our family. She prayed for a job and soon started working as a district manager of a life insurance company, supported her husband through seminary school and later served as a pastor's wife at Samsong Church.

    What I find amazing about my grandmother her ability to start all over again. Start a new life. She came to America at the age of 56. She would get up early in the morning at 4am and pray. She would then create natural health remedies using aloe vera, catus, and herbs. She believed in the power of prayer and herbal medicine. If you ever went to Grandma’s house, you were always given, “Welcome. Have a glass of aloe vera juice. Let me pray for you.”
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