Friday, July 11, 2014
I was looking at the Patek Philippe watch my father left in his drawer. He passed away a few months back just a few days shy of his 70th birthday. We never really had the chance to bond, much less expressed our emotions to each other. He’s the typical father who expected discipline and order in his family, a career-driven man who ran his family like he ran his company department. I realized how stiff our relationship was when someone asked me what’s my happiest day with my dad. I couldn’t pinpoint one specific incident; then I realized I was looking at the wrong things. It’s not the big things that matter to my dad. It’s the simple days when he’d go home from work with a paper bag of donuts for me that made me smile.
Patek Philippe is available at Shreve & Co. on Post Street, San Francisco.