A Farewell

I hadn't heard from Joyce in a long time and had begun to wonder if something was wrong. In fact part of me knew that something must be wrong. Today I finally got a chance to talk to her online, and found out that my instincts were correct. I don't know the timing of it all, but I do know that her uncle died and then within a month her father.

I only met her father briefly when her family was kind enough to host Evelyn and I for a week in Taiwan. I remember him being very funny and kind, both her parents were. The picture her is of the two of us when we were visiting them. My heart goes out to Joyce and her family. I wish I knew his name, but I don't. All I have are the warm memories of him, so this is my farewell to a man I barely knew.