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Parent’s Day

Carl Setzer3 Comments

There, in Korea

We celebrate our parents

Thankful carnations

From today’s Google’s Doodle: “Instead of devoting one special day to mothers and another to fathers, South Korea champions both on Parents’ Day, celebrated every year on May 8.

The holiday was first introduced in the 1930s as Mother’s Day, and it emphasized the importance of honoring one’s parents. In 1956, Mother’s Day became an annual holiday. Fathers eventually joined the party; in 1973, May 8 became Parents’ Day.

Red carnations, a symbol of love and gratitude, figure prominently in Parents’ Day festivities. On this jubilant day, families play games in Seoul Square, while stores and street vendors sell baskets of colorful carnations and carnation-themed novelty gifts. Children show their respect by pinning the flower — or paper facsimiles — above their parents’ hearts.

Today’s Doodle rings in Parents’ Day with this playful illustration showing children hard at work, creating red carnation decorations for their beloved mom and dad.”

Thoughts on Casey Neistat’s Vietnam Notebook

Carl Setzer

I’ve been enjoying Casey’s work for sometime now. It’s really a 2016 discovery; one I’m happy I made. I get ideas of things to film, someday, that mythical someday when I have plenty of free time. 

Moleskine junky that I am, I really love what he did with his notebook. Cutting out/adding in tickets, maps, key details, blah blah. Things I wish I’d done with my trip to Yellowstone Grand Tetons this summer. 

I think it’d be fun to craft some videos like this, too. My son is going deep into videography. He really wants to collaborate, and I really want to embrace that. 

Lastly, Casey makes note about nothing drives home how fast time passes than watching kids grow up. And I’m really feeling that this fall. We’re preparing for highschool, talking college, cars,and well, being grown-up. I’m so damn glad I made the time to be here, to be part of his childhood. So many men I know regret missing this, and feel pain as they try to connect with their grown children. Trying to find a place in these lives that were filled in their absence. 

There’s nothing I’m more proud of than my simple integration with my son’s life. He’s a great kid, and an amazing young man. I’m very happy.