Jerry was the uncle who never wanted to be called Uncle. You would feel his warmth and humor just by being in the same room. I most admired his razor sharp insight and keen sensitivity to the emotional temperature of our most awkward family moments. He always knew just what to say to comfort, disarm, and make you laugh all at once, in the gentlest and most tactful way.
Even though I was only able to see him for a few days every couple years or so, I loved to hang out and just drink in his Jerryness. His love and caring enveloped like a massive soft down comforter. No wonder he made such a deep and lasting impression in his beloved San Jose Japantown home.
I miss his twinkle and wry quips. I miss hearing him talk about painting and art. I miss seeing the spring in his step and his joie de vivre. I will never forget the courage and strength with which he faced his final days, fiercely determined to love and protect my beloved Auntie Lucia to the very end. Neither of them wanted the other to see their heartache, even if it was impossible to hide.
You definitely made the world a better place, and inspired more than one generation of our family with your humility, grace and integrity.
May you rest in peace, Jerry.
With much love and immense respect,
Emily and Howie Wong