My brother, Tak, and I lived in different countries, continents, even hemispheres for most of our lives. In December 2020 I returned to Hong Kong permanently to be with family. After decades apart we were finally together in the same city! In the short 21 months we had together, we made many wonderful brother/sister memories over copious martinis (his gin; mine vodka; both straight up). I shall miss his (sometimes weird) sense of humour; his tender heart and most of all, his strength and positive outlook in the face of adversity. I learned, by his example, about having a strong sense of purpose; about holding steadfast in the fulfillment of one’s destiny and about never giving up no matter what. He never dwelled on the fateful cards that he’d been dealt in his life; he just got on with it.

Although we lived mostly apart we remained close. He was my rock; my shoulder to cry on and most of all, my biggest hero.

In God’s arms may you gently rest, my brother. I miss you terribly.

亲爱的二舅母，

收到德康不幸的讯息。我们听到时感觉很难过。

德康为人很好，他幫助過好多有需要的人士，很 值得我們的敬佩。我的两个女儿都去过他的诊所就诊。

他也是我们同辈之中，成就最高的一员。

请二舅母节哀顺变，如有用得到我们的地方，请随时通知我们。

裕昇共慧玲敬上

Eileen and Philip Cheng

My heartfelt condolences to the Lee family on the loss of Tak. He made the lives of his patients more tolerable because of his dedication to his field of work.

I met Tak in his first year at Clare College, Cambridge. He was in his peak of health and a fine sportsman. He played Eton Fives for his college and was rewarded with a half blue scarf. He excelled in everything he did. The first year he had a 2:2, the second year a 2:1 and graduated with a First. His parents came to his graduation and they were so proud of him.

He was proud of his parents too. He said his father graduated from Harvard University and started Lee Yu Kee plumbing. Tak said, the company really couldn't be named Lee Kee plumbing, could it? I used to see the name of the manhole covers in Hong Kong. Like his father, he was a scholar and a gentleman. Tak used to file all his father's letter to him in a folder. 

He was so proud of his mother Maria who founded the very successful cake shop Maria's. I remember her excellent mango cakes which were light and delicious. Her cakes were the best in HongKong, better than Maxim's.

In Cambridge, he was once walking back to his college through a dark alley and there were some hooligans following him. He turned around, clapped his hands really loudly and said, "Don't fool around with the Chinese". They were so shocked they ran away.

Whatever he aimed for in his academic and professional life, he achieved. Everyone was so proud of him and felt it was their privilege to have known him. He will be very missed in the medical community but he won't be forgotten. May his soul rest in eternal peace.

With deepest sympathy, Carole