I'm sure most of us have stories of cluelessness about skeletons and achievements of family members that we learned much later...

*I was sitting on a transit bus a few years ago. As bus moved along, I saw a woman jogging ahead, quickly and smoothly. And then I caught a glimpse of her face..it was one of my sisters. I had no idea ..she jogged that well. Then later that month she ran a marathon.

*One day a nephew, when he was around 11 yrs. old, was practicing on his electric keyboard piano. Then my father joined him by tapping a few keys with him..he did abit more. It stunned my sister (mother of the nephew) since she ..and no one else in my family knew my father had any muscial ability.

So Dad admitted he did play a Chinese musical instrument when he was in high school. He used to play jam sessions with some buddies in their leisure time. Thereafter he completed abandoned playing any musical instrument. Now, you have got to realize that this is the same father who did not want me to take art classes or even pursue anything art oriented at college/university. (Despite endless hrs. of tearful debate, I did stuff my high school curriculum with over 6 art courses.) After all these years of saying how wasteful, financially risky, a fine arts education would be, then finding out that dear father had this secret boyhood skill... It was a revelation to learn of this facet about my father, when I was in my mid-30's.