So, I was working with a couple of other guys from NVIDIA breaking down the NVIDIA DGX servers used onstage by Jensen Huang for his keynote address at GTC 19.

I’d been hauling around my Nikon D5 camera, but put it down for this work… trying to move a 350 lbs server with a camera strapped around one’s neck is a bad thing ™.

Anyway, this guy, who I think is a lead for the union guys working at the hall, walks up, asks who left this expensive camera lying around (me) and if he could use it (yes).

Gotta say that his swagger reminded me more of someone from the Jersey docs than from San Jose.

In any event, this is one of the pictures that he took.

Note: A beer to the first person who can identify him and point him in my direction. I told him that what he shot would end-up on the web.

There was a holiday performance on his last day of preschool.

Up through last year, he has attended schools that were overwhelmingly Chinese.

Family and friends came together today to celebrate dad’s 80th birthday.

At the beginning of the gathering, I laid out some of his belongings, and, with help from mom and other family members, talked about the significance of each.

I’m now officially the “keeper of dad’s stuff”, much of which includes prints of photographs that dad took. Matthew helped me sort through them last night, and Aram helped me lay them out today for people to look through today.

It was the first time that many folks had met each other.

Here’s a photo of the group.

Clicking on this picture ( showing dad puckering-up to give Chong Chong a goodbye kiss — taken on dad’s birthday two years ago) has a link to these shots as well as some of the prints that I brought to the gathering.

Note: the pictures from Persia are from a trip dad took there in 2010. They were on an SD card I recently found when going through dad’s belongings.

Many thanks to Stacy for making the idea of a birthday party a reality.

Matthew came into town today for my dad’s 80th birthday party. He’ll be staying with us for two weeks. Shanshan took this picture of the three of my kids together. Thirty-five, five, and (almost) eight months.

Strange to think that Xixi’s age would easily put me in the great-grandfather range. (Chong Chong’s as well… depending upon how Southern one gets.)