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  2008-06-16 3:53AM / 標準BLOG / 會員可以看
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  When I was a little boy, my parents' friend, the actor Kenneth Tsang took his son and me to Ocean Terminal in Tsim Sha Tsui in Hong Kong. We parked at the rooftop parking. As we walked towards the shopping mall, I saw Bruce Lee walking out by himself. He was in his trademark sunglasses, denim jacket and jeans and he had a bag slung over his shoulder. He greeted Kenneth Tsang warmly. I expected him to be all tough and mean like his on screen persona but he was very nice and smiled a lot.
  
  My parents used to have dinners with him and he would always lift up his shirt and ask my mother to punch him in the iron-hard stomach. It's like hitting a brick wall, my mother would later describe it to me. I was never present on those occasions. So this particular occasion was my own special encounter with Bruce Lee.
  
  I wanted to tell all my friends at school right away. I kicked myself afterwards for not telling him that I was his biggest fan. Going to his grave so many years later, it was a strange feeling. He’s buried in Lakeview cemetery in Seattle.
  
  
  
  
  

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  Right across from the father and son's graves is a bench put there by Bruce's wife, Linda and their daugher Shannon.