As a close friend of Sandy's, it was touching to me how there wasn't one occasion when I met with her when she didn't mention her loving father. Sandy told us (me and Katia) stories about her father and we were fortunate to quietly know him from the sidelines. He certainly must have known, and there mustn't be any doubt about this, how much of a fan his daughter Sandy is of him. I send you my deepest condolences Sandy, Mrs. Ng, Christopher, Angela, Kainen and friends. This is the time to remember how nothing ever disappears, certainly not years of love and unforgettable memories. Mr. Ng's energy and values will remain in each of you. Sounds, smells, touch, tastes, sights... will offer you special and personal doorways to pick up with him where you last left off. I love you Sandy. I join you in celebrating his love and life. Thanks for telling me stories about him that made me laugh to tears!