My name is Amanda, and I am one of my Gung Gung's 11 grandchildren. Gung Gung left us with many treasured memories -it's these memories that speak to the kind of man he was, and the way he'll always be remembered. When I think about Gung Gung, I will ALWAYS think about how much he loved and cared for his family. 

Leaving Gung Gung and Po Po's house, he always sent us home with a treasure. Whether it was a fresh cut rose, some vegetables from the garden, a potted succulent he had been growing, bundles of fresh sage, or a pack of Haw Flakes  pennies as my brother and I called them. He made sure we never left his house empty-handed. Just last year Gung Gung climbed a LADDER to send mom home with a handful of figs  her favourite!

If you've ever been to Dim Sum with Gung Gung, you know that you need to strategically place yourself in the aisle so you could have even a chance at grabbing the bill before he does. It was always the running joke at Dim Sum. Gung Gung loved taking care of his family  he was my example of uninhibited generosity. He always thought of others  every time he went to Dim Sum, he got an order of Cha Siu Bau's to-go for my dad  it is his favourite. Yes, whether or not my dad was there, Gung Gung would proudly order the whitest thing on the menu  because he knew how happy it was going to make my dad. 

Gung Gung treasured his time with his family. He was always the 1st to show up to family gatherings because he couldn't wait to see everyone he loved all in one place.  I keep saying it, but his world revolved around his family. I can promise you that all of his grandchildren remember playing Plinko with him in the basement, and feeing rice to his turtles  Gung Gung treasured his time with us, and looked for any way to put a smile on our faces.

Cooking lessons with Gung Gung will always be a memory I hold close  learning how to cook his zucchini dish, and learning how to make proper bone broth.

Gung Gung had the best remedies. Have a bruise? Roll an egg on it. Sick? He'll chew up raw ginger and breathe it on your forehead, and tap a warm rice/ginger poultice on your back. Still to this day I crave those cures. 

After my brother and I moved to Alberta, we treasured our time with Gung Gung over the phone, and in the last little while, we did a whole lot of FaceTime. His openness to technology never surprised me, considering what a Mr. Fix-It he was. Thanks to Gung Gung, I had the same hairdryer for 15 years  every time it broke, he'd fix it. GUNG GUNG YOU SAVED ME SO MUCH MONEY!

Speaking of saving money you know how when you get a good deal on something and you can't wait to tell people how much you saved? Weeellll. Gung Gung was a sale optimist. Gung Gung, guess how much I paid for this sweater?? Originally $100. Uhm. $2. You actually paid $10, which is an amazing deal, but now you're thinking you actually paid too much. I always think I could have gotten a better deal if he was around to help me negotiate.
We got to see a very special side of Gung Gung when he and Po Po travelled with us. Gung Gung wasn't afraid of adventure  when Gung Gung and Po Po came to Disneyland with us, Gung Gung tried his first roller coaster. Not one of the mild ones he rode Space Mountain   a really fast roller coaster, in the pitch black. He liked it so much he rode it twice.

They came with us to Mexico a few times and loved exploring the local shops and immersing themselves in the culture.

One of my favourite memories of Gung Gung speaks to how much a joker he was. In Mexico, every single morning we would wake up early to comb the beach for shells. Now, this beach didn't produce the most amazing bounty. It was a good haul if you found a few intact clam shells. One particular morning, we went down to the beach - Gung Gung's dress shirt cuffs were rolled up (because even at the beach he dressed SO WELL) - and he was ready for action.  Here we were, walking down the shore, and Gung Gung stopped  he pointed at a spot in the sand, ran to it, and started digging in his hand in some kind of special twisting motion. He pulled out this beautiful conch shell and I just about fell over with joy. I had NEVER seen a shell like this before, let alone dug up in the wild. 

We kept walking, as I clutched my treasure, and  he did it again. Pointed at a spot in the sand like a wizard, dug his hand in, and pulled up another shell, identical to the first. Oh. MY. GOOODD! How did we get so lucky?? We combed the beach that morning, I tried his technique, thinking maybe that was the trick. It wasn't until years later that I found out Gung Gung made a special trip to the gift shop the night before and picked up some shells to give me the best beachcombing adventure of my life.

Our Gung Gung was a man who LOVED and LIVED for his family. I have overwhelming gratitude and admiration for that. This man would have sacrificed every single material possession for those he loved. He taught us all that at the end of the day, NOTHING is more important than family. 

Gung Gung thank you for the memories, and the legacy that you've left. I am so grateful and proud to have called you my Gung Gung.

Colleen, please accept our heart felt condolences.  We both know what it is like to lose a dear father.  Our thoughts and prayers are with you and we wish you peace and sweet loving memories of your father.

Children are a true reflection of their parents and your sweet nature and steadiness of spirit reflect well of your parents.
 
Love,
Jinx and Gail Ahow,

Colleen and Paul, we are so sorry to hear about the loss of Colleen's Dad. We know how dedicated you both are to family and we are wishing you much peace as you reflect in the days ahead. 

Our prayers and thoughts are with you all.

Take care,
Leslie and Ron Mckerrow

Colleen and Paul, we are deeply sorry for your loss. Knowing that your wonderful parents are together again hopefully provides some comfort. 

You are our very dear friends and we are thinking of you every day. Sending you and your whole family healing thoughts.  

Love,
Wendy and Bob

Colleen, you have been my dearest friend for many, many years. I did not know your dad personally, but You are truly a kind, sweet and thoughtful person, which I am sure reflects back on your parent's love and upbringing. They have guided you well.
My condolences and deepest sympathy on the passing of your father. May he rest in peace.
Love Wendy Llanos
Florida

A man's success can best be measured by the impact he has on others, not on their accumulation of things. Your impact, your success, has been most felt with your contributions to enriching the life of your wife, your five children, your friends, extended family, eleven grandchildren and three great-grandchildren. A magnificent accomplishment indeed.

You've been a teacher to us all, your wisdom was taught by your behaviour and by example. For me, you've been a Role model for what an ideal father and husband should be. You've shown that unconditional love and faithfulness to family along with seeking happiness and harmony amongst all that were dear to you. I strive to follow your example for similar success. 

I am fortunate to have been accepted into your family, and am ever so proud to be able to call you my Dad.

OBITUARIO

Shun Jung

21 febrero, 1928 – 2 septiembre, 2017

Glenhaven Memorial Chapel

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