In Loving Memory

Eric Ha (Dec. 7, 1941 - Aug. 28, 2015)

My dad lost his battle with cancer at the age of 73. He was the kindest, most generous man that anyone could know. He was always genuinely happy, put others before himself, and was always willing to lend a hand. If you ever needed a ride or pickup from the airport, no matter how early in the morning, he was ready to give one. He always insisted on treating friends out to meals. He enjoyed doing things for people, small tasks like copying music and photos onto CD’s, and would then put in the extra effort to create a custom label and a cover.

He was a selfless man who always put his family first. Growing up, if we ever needed anything – a ride, advice, money – he was there ready to give it. He worked hard, but family was always his top priority. My brother and I heard stories about when we were kids, he would have his usual poker games with his friends, but would leave at the drop of a hat to pick us up from a friend’s house and take us home. He supported us in everything we did. He loved to give us advice, especially career advice for my brother, and real estate advice for me.

He had a passion for classical music, especially Beethoven and Mozart. He was an audiophile and loved researching for and setting up the best sound systems for the house. Among his other interests, he enjoyed opera, reading, and photography. Whenever I went to visit, I usually found him watching the news, a show on KQED, 60 Minutes, or Jeopardy! He also really enjoyed playing poker with his friends. Many of my childhood memories are of his friends coming over on Friday nights to play poker. They would talk and laugh until the wee hours of the morning. Thanks to my mom, he played lots of mah-jong too. He loved to travel, and was proud to say that he had visited almost every European country. When I asked him if he had anything left on his bucket list, he answered no, that he had seen and done everything he ever wanted. He was content with his life. He worked hard, provided for his family, pursued all his interests, and lived with no regrets.

He was a dedicated son, husband, father, and grandfather. Kaitlyn loved it when he picked her up and swung her in his arms. During the last few visits, Colin was just starting to call him Goong-goong. We are so thankful for the memories he left, and will always remember him.

Anita Shin Yuen Ha (Dec. 26, 1915 - Sep. 1, 2015)

She lived to be 99 years old. During her last years, my dad would drive up every week without fail to visit and have dinner with her, and he would often bring her over to our house for a visit. She rarely came without a small gift for Kaitlyn, as she loved to spoil her. She lived a long life and leaves behind her youngest son, six grandchildren and twelve great-grandchildren.