悼曾國雄同學

Remembering 

John K Tseng
(曾國雄)
January 23, 1936 to November 7, 2005
 
(Delivered by Linda Tseng (王鎮平)at John’ memorial service)
 
It is sad and emotional that we are here to remember John Tseng, my late ex-husband and a dear friend to all of us.
John was born in China 70 years ago. It was difficult time, with wars one after another. The family had to move from place to place. But he was a happy boy as you can see from his toddler pictures.
 
I met him in the campus of Cheng Kung University about 50 years ago, a solid half century. We were classmate in college and in graduate school. He was very handsome . What attracted me the most was his heart, wisdom and intelligence. John was a person with pride and dignity. He had the capacity to create a clean and neat living space in any messy environment. He was talented by his engineering-way of getting things done.
 
He was a devoted professor at Long Island University for those under privileged students, thousands of them. Teaching chemistry is not just having hydrogen and oxygen to make water. We need a spectrum of ingredients to let in happens. He taught his students with compassion, inspired them to be motivated, to ensure that they become a productive individual in this society. I was impressed that he often bumped into his students on the street. They greeted him warm heartedly to show their gratitude.
 
John was a dedicated father. He bathed Angie when she was born until she was strong enough to sit straight in the bath tub. He would not let me to do it, because he had the stronger arm. On the other hand, he is gentle, he carefully cut her little finger nails and toe nails one by one until she was able to use the nail clippers by herself. John’s caring and engineering way of doing things are clearly reflected in our daughter’s daily life. John’s spirits also extend to our little grandson, Adam Korestsky, he is with us today. When Adam was born, he looked just like his grandfather. Adam is also meticulously neat. Every evening, he will fold a little burpie, his security blanket, to a perfect square. Adam gets upset if the corner is wrinkled or not straight and then he nicely put on his pillow to go to sleep. It is amazing, that these stubborn genes are faithfully replicated into the future generation.
 
John was also talented in other activities. He built a gazebo in the backyard to cerebrate our 50 year old birthday. It was beautiful and is beautiful, summer or winter. Of course, he was a terrific ball room dancer.
 
I would like to tell you a little story. When we were in graduate school, I was stuck in my thesis. I had a dream about a concept, but unorganized and had no idea how it would workout. It was john, he interpreted my dream and lay out some plan for the project. I treasured these memories immensely. It seems that the dream and his thoughts were coincidence, but in harmony.
 
John was a fortunate individual. His recent seven years was pampered by his companion, Miss Chang Sui Yin, the sole recipient of his assets and pension according to his will.
 
In all his life, John was always surrounded by his friends and colleagues. His high school buddies who had known him for almost 60 years. They are a very special group. Their bond links three generations. John and I were grateful to be educated by their parents while we were at college, professor Tsao, Michael Yu’s Mom, taught us physical chemistry. Professor Chien (Linna Yu’s Dad) and Professor Sung (Sung Pei’s Dad) were our English and Chinese literature teachers. All these years, the family often get together and watching our children grow up, and some of them are married and having their own family. The 40th high school reunion was a big crowed and last year’s 50th years anniversary was memorable. Our children communicate to each other although they spread all over the world.
 
His recent illness was unexpected. John was deeply touched by Michael Yu’s tender loving care over this past few weeks. John said to me Michael was so gentle to help him moving around while he was in pain. Michael was there when he needed a helping hand. Michael, you are an angel. John was a religious person. He told me that if he recovered from his illness, he would be a vegetarian. His compassion and positive way of thinking showed that god lives with him all the time.
 
Today we recall with joy and gratitude to our dear friend, John, who had a warm heart to teach his students and had profound influence to some of us. Although his life was cut short a little, death can make us disappear. John’s legacy will be carried out by his students and people around him.
 
Thank you for being here, and, thank you for sharing your love with us. Please let us know if you have a little story of John. Our Adam will be delighted to hear from you.