What can you say about a twenty-five-year-old girl who died? That she was beautiful. And brilliant. That she loved Mozart and Bach. And the Beatles. And me. (Opening lines of Love Story 1970).
Zi On was 25 when he was swept away.
The comments that I have read tell of a man whose life impacted lives.
It tells of a man who exuded life to others and brought sadness and tears when he voluntarily walked away from life's stage.
It tells of a man whose humour dwells even after laughter faded.
It tells of a soul whose passion was to others first and to self last.
So what can you say about a twenty-five-year-old man who died? That he was beautiful. And brilliant. That he loved Mozart and Bach. And Spurs. And most of all, his God.I am sure he would love to have you know his God.
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