I just finished Phu Heo's farewell video--not without shedding many tears again. Last weekend when I drove to Sacramento, I cried on the way there because I was listening to a radio show about Phu Heo. On the way back, I just cried because I remember talking with him on the phone for hours whenever I took the 1 1/2 hour ride from Sacramento back to San Jose. I finally found some time this week to work on the funeral video, and gosh, it's not easy to watch, let alone edit this video, seeing all my UVSA and community friends mourn the loss of a great friend, a leader to our community, a person who touched so many people’s lives. Two weeks ago I went to SoCal and finally visited him at the park again for the first time... again, not without shedding tears. Every Tuesday, when I drive home from my piano lessons, I keep on remembering that awful Tuesday night when I returned from my lesson, as big Phu called me and told me about Phu Heo's passing, and I remember having to pull over on the freeway, crying in the car there on the emergency lane for two hours until my car battery died out and I had to call anh Huy to come out and jumpstart my car.
With the looming presence of DH4, I can't help but miss my dear friend more and more. He was supposed to be here with us. He would be so entrenched into this conference with so much enthusiasm and energy that keeps me in awe. Phu Heo, you are greatly missed, but you will always be with us. I'll take you to Sydney, my friend.