In 1970 I was sat in a bunker at Man Kam To above the river that formed the boundary between Hong Kong and China. Further West a railway bridge at Lo Wu was a focal point for Mao's Cultural Revolution in full swing.  Here we controlled the crossing where Hakka women in their distinctive black pajama clothes and conical straw hats headed into a large plain made up of the paddy fields they tended each day. 

How was I to know fifty years later, long after Schenzen a vast city had developed on those same fields that I had watched over observing PRC military movements in our defensive positions, that I would hold shares in a little part of it, POET Technologies Schenzen run by Jinyu Mo

Wonderful!  I always felt my Asian experience in Hong Kong would feature large in my lifetime.

Thanks for that picture Oz, the river seen in it was once part of the scene I described.

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