13 years later Tri and Trang came with their three kids to make a really big round trip in Central Europe. We started in Heidelberg and Mannheim, went along the Danube River till Vienna, turned northwards over Prague and Dresden to Berlin and Potsdam. And from there we went back to Hannover, where two of our sisters live. Tri was fascinated by Prague with its medieval old town. And he liked the traditional Czech meal of roasted duck with red cabbage and dumplings.  
I was impressed how much Tri took care of his children. Although it was an adventuress trip their safety was his major concern. 
Three years later in 2016 I organized the next round trip in Italy. We met in Milan, travelled long the northern Italian lakes like Lago di Garda, to Venice. There we experienced the flooding of S. Marco Place. Tri bought at once plastic shoes for his kids so that they could walk with dry feet. 
From there we drove for one week to Tuscany. In San Gimignano we had the best ice cream of the world.  The kids probably never had so much ice cream in their life as they had during this trip. 
Last but not least I remember how much Tri took care of his children during the travels. They always have been his major concern. He took care that they got the best education possible. So, he tried to be a good and caring father that – due to the circumstances in Vietnam – he missed as a child.
Tran, Ngoc Sang

Dear brother Tri,
As far as I can see, you have done the right thing, made the right decisions. So, you can be sure that everything is fine now. Rest in Peace!

Dear Family and Friends,

Tri was born in Middle Vietnam near Dalat. The Family moved to Saigon in 1970. As you all know the Vietnam War ended in 1975. That was when our father had to flee over night to Hongkong and later to Germany. One year later we lost our mother. So he was ten when his childhood ended. All brothers and sisters had to take over responsibilities for the family. After school, I and Tri had to prepare the daily evening meal.  
In 1978 there was a chance for three of the siblings to join his uncle’s family to flee and come to the United States: Minh, Cam and Tri. 
Two years later Sang and the rest of the family came to Germany due to a Family Reunion Program of the Federal Government of Germany.
Our contact intensified in August 1997, when we started a round trip together from Cologne to Brussels and Paris. In Cologne after the visit of the cathedral, we went to a typical German traditional restaurant. He was fascinated by the grilled sausage that he could order in different sizes, longer than the size of the plate.
In 2000 Tri married Trang and they spend their honeymoon in Venice. Afterwards we met them in Munich where we went to a typical beer garden and had grilled fish and Bavarian beer. He was very happy to taste it. The next day we went to the famous Neuschwanstein Castle with its impressive scenery.

Con xin chia buồn cùng cô và các em. Nguyện xin Thiên Chúa đón nhận linh hồn Giuse!

It is still difficult for us to put his loss into words since 
we received the sad news.

When we visited the United States in 2012, we were welcomed with such natural warmth, kindness and openness that it has stayed vividly in our memories and continues to shape how we remember him.

We wish Emily, Erika, Anthony and Mợ Trang much strength and space to heal during this difficult time.

Our thoughts are with you.

Mỹ Linh and Benjamin with Noah and Samuel

...We may not see your face each day, 
or hear your laugh in the same old way, 
But you are still near, your spirit stays, 
In quiet nights and sunlit days 
You live in every kind hello, 
In the little things we do each day. 
Your love never leaves us. 
It lives in our hearts forever...

Summer of 1990, there was a group of Vietnamese engineers that started their tech careers at Microlinear, San Jose. Lan, Tram, Phuong, Tri (and may be a few other).  This was Lan’s, my wife, first tech job.  There was something about this group of Viet at Microlinear that made it feel  closed knit, like family.  I met Tri and the group through company’s events, then at family’s gathering, then weddings, then our children’s birthdays.  Our daughter and Tiffany were the flower girls at Tri and Trang’s wedding.  We always remember Tri’s bright smile and laughter. At work, Tri was hard working and very good at his job.  Tri was always willing to help his coworkers.  When we talked, I got a comfortable feeling that he was reliable and sincere.  Never “ba xạo”.  As the years went by, we met less frequently as our families grew, but those first impressions still stay with us.  Like all who knew Tri, we were shocked to hear of his terminal illness.  Lan and the old Mircolinear friends were grateful to get to see Tri last month.  Tri still had those sparks in his eyes.  And today, we say goodbye to Tri.  This world just lost a good man.  Our prayers are with Trang and her children, and prayers for their extended families.

I worked with Tri since he was a rookie until he became my boss. He was always great with his assigned projects and even greater with his assigned people.
My condolences to his family and friends 
Bob Petit

Dad was the greatest friend, brother, uncle, husband or father one could wish for, but most importantly, he was a beacon of light to the people around him.  He always lit up whatever room he entered, and his compassion and optimism brought joy to each and every one of our lives.  He constantly put the needs of others above himself, always being the first to offer his support.  He cherished most seeing his loved ones achieve their dreams, even if it meant surpassing him.

To me, dad was a steady role model I could look up to.  He was someone I could always go to whenever I had questions, no matter how silly or ridiculous they were.  He was the one who taught me how to ride a bike, how to throw a football, and how to tell all the dad jokes I would need for a lifetime.  Dad also instilled in me the will to never give up on my goals , even if it seemed impossible to achieve.  Moreover, Dad would promise me that he'd provide for me now and in the future, regardless of what path I wanted to take.

Thank you, dad, for all the years that you've poured into me.  I'm so grateful for all the memories that we've created together, and you will always live in my heart.  The greatest blessing in my life was your love, which allowed me to take all this time for granted, and for which I will carry with me for the rest of my life.

Daddy's girl - Erika

Right now, I bet that dad feels like he is missing out on a large family gathering, even though he is the topic for today.  My dad was always the type of person who wanted to show up to a get-together, no matter what the circumstances were.   His favorite activity was to listen to all our conversations, even if he didn't know what we were talking about.  Just listening to the people he loved brought joy, and that was all that mattered to him.

Dad's favorite activity was to try as many dishes at restaurants as possible.  It didn't matter whether he regretted the end results;  dad would always say that the willingness to taste something new was worth the disappointment.  If my sibling and I wanted to get the same item, dad would convince one of us to order different dishes just so that we would get a more diverse meal.  He would even go out of the way to order something that wasn't to his taste for the sake of "variety", despite many warnings from us.

Moreover, dad loved nothing more than to invite other family members to go eat with him, in the name of ordering more food .  He would ask my cousins, aunts, and uncles, whoever was available, stating that more was merrier .  Regardless of the size of the meal, dad always considered going out with a bigger party to be better than going out alone.  To him, the time spent with all of us was by far more valuable than the activity itself.

Looking back, I realized that I took for granted how all of these fond memories reflected my dad's love for the people around him.  He always set aside time and energy to pour into those around him, even when he himself was going through rough times.  Dad was always the happiest when uplifting the people he cared for, as if nothing else in the world could compare to the fulfillment of supporting others.

Daddy's Girl - Erika

Tri was a very good friend and colleague. I will be missing your thoughtful wave and handshake at the church every Sunday. I will not forget how you made me feel so important at work during one of those engg meetings in LTC. Our thoughts and prayers to your family and loved ones.

Deeply miss your great sense of humor. I always remember our Friday group lunch in the old company in which you always pick fried string beans as your favorite dish at Da Da restaurant. Remember those beautiful time talking a walk after lunch around LTC building , discussing all kind of topics. Rest in peace Tri.
Love

Tri was our great friend. He was a kind and sincere person who always had a cheerful thought to offer. Our thoughts and prayers are with Mai and the family.

Thinking of you today on what would have been your 60th birthday. You are deeply missed and always remembered, Cau Muoi. Your kindness, warmth, and our memories together will stay with us always.

Nhu canh' vac bay ,,,
Tri' da den & da vui choi tron cuoc doi nay' 
Roi' da bay xa trong vom' troi' nay'
Nhung van mai mai & mai mai o trong long' moi nguoi'.

We trust that God has called you home and welcomed you back to Him. Still, your absence leaves a deep void in our hearts. You were a wonderful son, husband, father, uncle, brother, and a dear friend to us all. We love you deeply and will miss you always. Rest in peace. May God bless you.

OBITUARY

Tri Ngoc Tran

April 16, 1966 – March 20, 2026

Oak Hill Funeral Home & Memorial Park

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