We drove into the ordinary rural village and were met by what at first glance looked like a very ordinary man.
Under a searing sun, he stood there on the dry gritty earth calmly waiting, wearing the typical navy blue pants and once-white cotton shirt, in effect the national uniform in those early [...]
On the day the first part of this account was written, I had no idea whether Wong and his wife were alive. Or whether they were condemned to be, or had already been, executed by the communist government of China.
Time was running short – it was less than a month before the 11th Asian [...]
We first heard the name of Deng Chung Leung aka Deng Yu back in December ’89 in Hong Kong from an eccentric Canadian, Ross Sinclair.
Ross and we became good friends over the years that followed our first meeting in the coffee shop of the Prince Hotel in Tsim Sha Tsui. We had been referred [...]