Moo, 

I am still in shock and it is so unreal to think you are gone. I will miss your smile, warmth and humor that you brought to every encounter we had. What a void in our lives.  Rest In Peace, my friend.

-JJ

Dear Brother,

Your were also a brother. My little brother.

I was not suppose to write this. You were suppose to write this for me, as I know you would have.

I'm sorry we tricked you into eating the chicken butt, even though you told mom and got us into trouble. I'm sorry I told you that had a flat foot and made you cry, even though your foot was not flat.

All the family vacations we went with mom and dad. Our first trip to Disneyland, you and I woke up at 4am, so excited and unable to sleep, we paraded around the hotel room and got in trouble. Our many trips to Yosemite starting at 4am, including the one where you filmed an unnamed cousin's diaper change. Frontier Village. Great America. Marine World Africa USA and so on. London Bridge in Arizona because mom wanted to go...in 105 degree heat.

I'll always remember hanging out with the guys (little moo, Stick, Bush, FOB, Big FOB, aka Math God, Gut, JR, Big Moo, Rich and Daphne too). Playing softball, tennis and basketball in the summer. Asian Invasion. Your Harem in high school.

We all grew up, got married and then came Ethan and little Zachary.

The REASON why we fought..... was because we cared, because I cared, so very much.

Do not worry, mom and your family will be taken care of.  Ethan and Zachary will not want for love, or anything else.

In the end, we are brothers. We will always be brothers and nothing can change that.

Please take care of yourself and dad too as you both watch over all of us from above.

I'm sorry for our fights, all is forgiven. Dear Brother,  my little brother, you will be missed.

Fallon. 

Dear Lim Family, 

Best Wishes

Paul and Clara Chang

Moo,

I have been struggling this past week to come to terms with the reality that you are not here with us - this is gut-wrenchingly sad for me, for my family, and as I am sure, for your family.

There are only a few friends that I have known for over 40 years, and you were one of them.

Damn - this is not how it is suppose to be Moo! We were suppose to be together for another 40 years! And I was suppose to continue to show you more moves on the court when I hoop on you.

As I look back to our junior high school days, my heart is filled with joy because Wood School is where we all started - our friendship. Now the memories of our friendship is what I will carry with me when I say good-bye to you, and I will be sure to share them with Michelle and your boys.

So take care Moo, and may God protect you on your new journey.

Your friend,

Billy