Lawrence Pui Yiu Ho
November 11, 1936 – June 7, 2020
Lawrence Pui Yiu Ho was born on November 11, 1936 and passed away on June 7, 2020 in San Jose, California and is under the care of Lima Family Erickson Memorial Chapel.
Visitation will be held on July 2, 2020 at 12:00 pm at Lima Family Erickson Chapel, 710 Willow Street, San Jose, CA. Visitation will be held on July 3, 2020 at 8:00 am at Lima Family Erickson Chapel, 710 Willow Street, San Jose, CA. Funeral Mass will be held on July 3, 2020 at 9:30 am at Our Lady of Peace Church, 2800 Mission College Blvd., Santa Clara, CA. Committal will be held on July 3, 2020 at 11:30 am at Gate of Heaven Cemetery, 22555 Cristo Rey Drive, Los Altos, CA.
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July 7, 2020
It has been precisely one month since you departed from us. The loss of you has caused a hollow in my heart that probably cannot be filled up again as long as I'm living in this temporal world!
Indeed, blessed are you to have finally completed your extraordinarily tough journey on earth! Do enjoy now each moment of your eternal life with God the Holy Trinity, Mother Mary, St Joseph, St Lawrence and all the other heavenly saints and angels, as well as all our departed relatives and friends.
By the way, mum is still yearning to see you in her dreams! Let her know you are free from pain now.
Remember us not! Your unceasing intercessions for us must be very powerful and are very much needed!
I miss you, dad, and I really look forward to embracing you again after completing my earthly journey.
Your loving daughter,
July 3, 2020
Love you dad
July 3, 2020
When I was in the eighth grade, I was assigned a family history project. We were given the freedom to complete the assignment in any way we chose. Some people brought in family heirlooms, others made collages of old family photos. Because I was fortunate enough to have my Christmas break coincide with the timeline of the project, I decided to interview my Ah Yeh, and get to know about his childhood and upbringing — a topic I had never breeched with him before. I asked him if he would be open to the idea, and he agreed, so I prepared a list of questions to send in advance.
When I arrived, I set up a camera in Auntie Margaret’s guest room and started recording. What I had imagined would be a five or ten minute conversation ended up lasting the better part of an hour. I had never heard my Ah Yeh talk so much before. I think his incredible sense of humility sometimes kept him from sharing or talking about himself. He told me about growing up in a huge family, about living through Japanese occupation, about developing independence, meeting Ah Ma, and having kids. It was incredible. All these years I had known my grandfather and never heard any of these stories. I saw him in a new light after that afternoon, as a deep, complex human who faced unspeakable hardships and somehow come out on the other side more loving and kind.
I spent hours combing through footage from the interview, editing and compiling clips to share with my class. I can’t remember any project I worked on before that I spent so much time and effort on. But I wanted to do this one justice. At the end of the day, I don’t remember how I did on the assignment, but I know I will never forget that afternoon with Ah Yeh. Rest in peace, I know you’re smiling down on us.
July 2, 2020
As simple as it was, some of my favorite memories of and with Ah Yeh were always the moments when we walked into their home. Whether it was in Salt Lake City or San Jose, he was always there, greeting us with that classic Ah Yeh smile as he pulled us into a big hug.
I fondly remember the days that we spent in their home in Salt Lake City. I remember the pitter patter of feet upstairs when Ah Ma and Ah Yeh were awake in the kitchen before the crack of dawn. I remember being bundled up like a ball in my winter gear and building countless snowmen in their yard. Ah Yeh was often out there with us too, helping us push around the big snow balls, back and forth, so that each snowman we built would be bigger and grander than the last. Other times he watched us from inside, ready with blankets and hot drinks to warm us up when we were done playing.
Thank you, Ah Yeh, for all the smiles, all the hugs, all the walks to the park, all the snowmen, all the blankets, and all the kindness, humility and love that you gave to me and everyone who crossed paths with you. I love you.
July 2, 2020
My father-in-law was the most gentle, kind and humble human being. He was always so sensitive to the feelings of others. I remember one time when Nicholas around 10 years old and spending a few weeks at a sleepaway camp in Southern California while the rest of our family was visiting Ah Mah and Ah Yeh. One evening over the dinner table, Peter and I were telling about how Nicholas was homesick and upset at camp about someone else being mean to him. Ah Yeh burst into tears at the thought of Nicholas being unhappy and treated poorly. I was touched by his compassion for his grandson over what I felt was not a major incident in the big scheme of things. Yet, that was Ah Yeh, he was always so easily moved and emotional over small matters, indicating how much he cared about his family and others.
I have often shared with others about how the best example of a a strong and enduring marriage I have ever witnessed is that of Ah Mah and Ah Yeh, who share a symbiotic relationship in that their devotion, spirit and sense of well being are inextricably linked to the other's. When we would go out to eat or otherwise, if one of them was absent for more than a few minutes from the other (eg because one of them had to use the bathroom), the other would become so concerned and worried. This sweet separation anxiety was endearing and heartwarming.
From the instant I become part of the Ho family, my in-laws always welcomed me as one of their own. Their deep and profound faith throughout the time I have known them has been a great testimony, witness and source of strength for the entire family. Dad was a quiet but strong leader of the family, and I can attest he has instilled his strength of virtues, character, and morality through Peter, who I have been alongside nearly 35 years. Thank you, Dad, for the gift of who you were to our family and blessing us with your graciousness and love. Your whole family looks forward to reuniting with you in heaven.
July 1, 2020
My favourite story about my grandfather is how he fell in love with my grandmother at first sight. And I saw with my own eyes how that love only continued to grow and strengthen throughout their many years together. I remember he would always hold my grandmother's hand when walking on the street, and if not, insist someone else do it to keep her safe. Though it may seem trivial, it's one of countless examples that shows how my grandfather always put the care of others first.
The last time I visited my grandfather was in December 2018. At that time, he was already very weak and had difficulty recalling who I was. When I teased him about it, he would just smile. Regardless, I still look back at those memories fondly. And I look forward to when we will meet again in Heaven.
June 30, 2020
Lawrence Ho, my father-in-law, was always trying to make his living worthwhile through nurturing his work and family diligently. His suffering of the illness in the past decade didn't deter his willingness to contribute his energy to the Lord though. The Lord will reward him with a heavenly life of peace and care. May God bless his family members, relatives and friends a harmonious life with his honourable spirit in their minds.
Thanks to dad's generosity for letting Helen to join with me starting a family in Sydney more than thirty years ago. Now we have become grandparents ourselves and will continue to feed his kindness to our children, grandchildren and so on while he is under the Lord's shelter.
June 29, 2020
My wife, Rosanna, and I came to know Ho Sir at work in 1974 and 1970 respectively. It is our pleasure to keep the friendship for fifty years although we live in two countries.
Ho sir was always diligent, patient, and highly devoted to the ‘mission impossible’ tasks. He was willing to share his valuable knowledge and experience without hesitation with his colleagues. In his career, he was a role model and mentor to his coworkers. His endless sacrifice and dogged persistence in pursuing the success of his missions are deeply indelible in our mind. May he Rest In Peace.
Rosanna and Gary
June 25, 2020
Growing up in Utah, my own Godfather was thousands of miles away for any spiritual guidance. But God never abandons His children and by His divine providence He had sent Mr. Ho to fill those shoes in my life. I am so thankful to have known and learned from him.
He was always so loving, caring and patient. He's a contemplative man and full of wisdom. His smile would always light up a room.
When I was younger, I'd get into fights with my parents and would sometime end up at Mr. and Mrs. Ho's house. Instead of scolding me or telling me how horrible a kid I was, he would always tell me stories and scriptures and lead me to think things through on my own. Spending time with Mr. Ho made me realize why Jesus spoke in parables and the power of storytelling.
Mr. Ho's loving kindness touched everyone he met and he definitely left the world a better place through it. We've lost a wonderful man on earth, but his legacy will live on forever. May he rest in peace and enjoy the fullness of God for all of eternity.
Til we meet again...
June 24, 2020
Thank you Dad for giving me the most precious gift in my life - my baptism.
The 'agape love' you demonstrated in our family was the great example of showing us how to be the disciple of Jesus.
Miss you and love you always and looking forward to meeting you again in Heaven 💗
Teresa and Stephen Ngai
June 23, 2020
“No taste” following with “too salty “ were the words I last heard from my most respectful elder in my life just month’s ago when Teresa served him some soup. Mr. Ho is my mentor and hero whom I admired so much, none before him and no-one else hereafter. He was a man full of faith with fortitude personality. He was kind, humble, affable, fervent, amicable... Anytime people with self-praised comments before me, I would challenge them with some known stories I knew and learned about Mr Ho and end the conversation:- “I’m not good enough even to untie his sandals”. Thanks be to God for letting him to your Kingdom and may God bless Ho’s family
June 23, 2020
My happy childhood memories were living in HK with gong gong and por por. He used to wait at the bus stop after school to pick me up. When I finished highschool, I flew to visit them. He would tell me about his daily routine, what his weekly McDonalds order was and drive around to show me where he played table tennis.
Gong gong has always been a kind, caring and loving grandpa and will always be missed. Heaven holds a special place for you.
Dora and Frankie Lee
June 23, 2020
Uncle Lawrence married his teenage sweetheart Aunt Juliana who is my father’s sister while he was also my mother’s brother. They’ve been with me since my early age. I will always remember him as a loving family man who enjoyed a successful career back in Hong Kong.
May he RIP and look upon us with his kind smile in presence of Heavenly Father.