Jenny Espinosa (Jackie Cheung's friend.)

Entered February 26, 2020 from Toronto

My prayers are with you and your family.

Mardi Schueler (Family Friend)

Entered February 26, 2020 from Toronto, ON

Lisa & Family,
So sorry for your loss. We are thinking of you.

Nana (Granddaughter)

Entered February 27, 2020 from Toronto

Dearest Gong Gong,

What an amazing and full life journey you've had. Forever our loving patriarch, your legacy will live on in the incredible family tribe you've built. I am so proud to call you my Grandpa.

You will be dearly missed. We love you. 

May you rest in peace and be reunited with Poa Poa soon.

Love,
Nana

Patrick Chin (Friend of David Yu.)

Entered February 28, 2020 from Mississaugs

Family friend. Good friends with David Yu.

Andrea Szollos (Karen's Colleague)

Entered February 28, 2020

Hi Karen,
Sorry during this difficult time, I hope you're holding up as best as you can

My condolences to you and your family.

My Gung Gung

Growing up, I would always hear stories about Gung Gung. Stories about how when he was younger, he was a strong brave man who always looked out for others. Although I never got to see him in his younger days, I got to know him as we both grew older.

I can only speak and understand English, so when I was with him I could never really communicate with him verbally. But the way he squeezed me when I hugged him and his scruffy beard would scratch against my face, the way he rubbed my hand when he held it, or the way he touched my face and looked at me whenever I saw him, was enough to communicate with him. Gung Gung was a very strong-minded man, and if he made up his mind, there was no way anyone could change it. I remember once when it was cold outside and not the best weather, he wanted to go grocery shopping, but everyone at home said not to because of the weather. But of course, that didn’t stop him and he went anyway.

Gung Gung was always very caring towards all his 18 grandkids. He always made sure that everyone was ok, that everyone was there at family dinners, and that everyone got home safely. He was the type of person to put others before himself, and that is what made him special. I will forever remember my Gung Gung as the man who always sat in the same chair, in the same spot, sitting in the same pose with him arms crossed, watching tv with his headphones on, blasting it so loud you can hear it on the other side of the room perfectly clear, and always chewing on who knows what. To me, Gung Gung will always be the cute little old man who was extremely stubborn and kind to everyone he met.

I’ll miss you lots, Gung Gung. I love you.

- Sa Sa

The Greeting
Whenever I would go over there,
You would be in your chair.
Sitting and looking at what’s around,
Always smiling, never a frown.
I come in to greet you with a hug and a kiss,
That is something I will dearly miss.
You hold me tight, and kiss my cheek,
As you look at me and speak.
Saying my name of which you gave me,
A name of which I find so pretty.
“Pat Lean” was what I was called,
And knowing this I was enthralled.
It is an honour to have received this name,
And each time you said it I felt the same.
Happy as ever and filled with love,
I know that you’ll be waiting above.
To say it again with that same smile,
Though I know I will have to wait a while.
One day I will see you again as you were,
That is something I can concur.
Po Po will be there with you at least.
Gung Gung, may you rest in peace.