Henry Wai Hon Wong was born on May 25, 1947, in Hong Kong to Wong Ho Ming and Tsui Sin Oi. Henry’s father was an honest policeman during a time of corruption in the force. Henry’s mother took care of him and his four siblings, Yuk Ling, Wai Poi, Wai Hung and Suk Ling. Henry’s mother passed away from cancer when he was only 11 years old. His father later remarried, and he was joined by two more siblings, Sau Ling and Wai Ip. With the exception of Wai Poi, all his siblings live in Seattle and the family bond runs strong with Henry as the Patriarch.
As a young teen, he was very active as a Boy Scout leader. He would take younger scouts to hiking, camping and often climbed the highest mountains in Hong Kong as recreation. His outdoor skills remained with him throughout his life. He loved to fish, pick and eat raw shellfish and was always the designated fire marshal.
Henry graduated from High School and started working as a paralegal for a law firm located in the bustling Mongkok region of Hong Kong. He thrived in his professional life and loved working with people from all walks of life who needed legal help. He also reminisced about happy hours after work with a record of finishing 3 bottles of cognac in one sitting between 3 people. He often recounted on these proud moments during the prime of his life to his friends and children.
Another key milestone at this time was meeting his future wife, Peggy Pui Kum Wong, who had been working in the same building. Peggy had many suitors at the time but was drawn to Henry’s quiet and mysterious demeanor. On their first date, he shared the pain of losing his mother at an early age and shed a couple of tears which melted her heart. She later realized that Henry does not cry easily so it was truly a rare and vulnerable moment. Henry and Peggy married in 1972 and had two children, Bill Wong and Rowena Wong Toguchi.
In 1984, Henry and Peggy made the life altering decision to immigrate to Toronto, Canada, in anticipation for Britain’s handover of Hong Kong back to China. Bill was 10 and Rowena was 7 at the time and they arrived in January when they were welcomed with several feet of snow. Life as new immigrants was challenging but with the help of the family, Henry fulfilled his immigration duty of opening a business: A Chinese take out restaurant called China Chef.
Henry and Peggy’s enterprising spirit was reflected in their joint ventures throughout their lifetime together. From a thriving garment business in New York City after moving there in 1991, to a recycling business, to a jewelry business that ran for over a decade out of the Pike Place Market after they moved across the country to join Rowena in 1999.
Henry watched proudly as both his children graduated from college, found successful careers, met their life partners and became parents of their own. He was always a caring, patient and selfless father. Henry embraced retirement by fully dedicating himself to caring for his grandchildren and playing a critical role in their lives. He was a doting grandfather and smiled the hardest when they were around. Jayden (14), Reese (12), Zoe (12), Kaya (9) and Tyler (4) will always cherish their wonderful memories of their Gong Gong and Yeh Yeh who always cooked their favorite meals.
Henry also travelled the world with his family and friends including memorable trips to his hometown of Hong Kong, Japan, China, Thailand, Germany, Belgium, France, England, Italy, Spain, and many parts of North America.
Henry is loved, adored and respected by everyone; especially his family of almost 100 people from 4 to 85 years old. He has a special connection with each, who will eagerly share their favorite story or details of a meal that was prepared by him. Henry lived for and savored his time with his family, whether it was babysitting or driving his grandchildren around, going to dim sum every day with his own generation, heading to the casino or gathering for frequent parties. He enjoyed red wine, but most of all he loved a good whiskey or cognac. After a few, he will start telling stories about this young Hong Kong days, and even sing a bit of Karaoke. He LOVED to eat delicious food and enjoyed spending hours on end in the kitchen to cook an authentic and intricate Chinese meal for his family. This was his way of loving those around him.
Henry has made lifelong friends who will miss his quiet but impactful presence. He will be remembered for his warm, caring smile, his generosity and humor. He joins his father, mother, Peggy’s mother & eldest brother, and his lifelong friend Ho Cheuk Nin in Heaven. He will be sorely missed. We will cherish our fond memories of him forever.
黃偉漢老先生 於 1947 年 5 月 25 日出生於香港，由黃浩銘和徐仙愛所生。他的父親在警隊腐敗時期是一名正直誠實的警察。他的母親照顧他和四個兄弟姊妹，玉凌，偉沛，偉洪和淑凌。他11 歲時母親因癌症去世。父親後來再婚，另外增加兩個弟妹秀玲和偉業。 現在，除了偉沛，他所有的兄弟姊妹都住在西雅圖，家庭各成員都尊敬為至高無上的長輩。
黃老先生高中畢業，開始在香港繁華的旺角地區律師事務所擔任律師助理。他很享受工作生活，並常常與我們分享過去律師事務所工作上的興奮事蹟。他還回憶了下班後與同事的歡樂時光，最高紀錄一晚上三人喝完 3 瓶藍帶威士忌。這個故事他分享過無數次, 但還未有人打破記錄。
人生另一個重要的里程碑，黃老先生在工作的同一座大廈遇見了他的妻子萬麗娟。當時她有很多追求者，但被黃老先生的沉實而神秘的舉止所吸引。在他們第一次約會時，他分享了年輕時失去母親的痛苦，還流下了幾滴眼淚，這一切感動了她的心。她後來意識到黃老先生是一個不會輕易哭泣的人，所以這確實是一個罕見而脆弱的時刻。黃老先生於 1972 年結婚，育有兩個孩子，Bill Wong and Rowena Wong Toguchi。
1984年，黃老先生與太太做出改變人生的決定，他們移民到加拿大多倫多。當時Billy (10 歲)，Rowena ( 7 歲)，他們於 1 月份抵達多倫多時遇上冬季幾英寸厚的雪。新移民生活充滿挑戰，同時他得到家人的幫助，黃老先生實踐投資移民職責，開了一家中國快餐店，名叫China Chef。
黃老先生自豪地看著他的兩個孩子大學畢業，找到了成功的職業，遇到了人生伴侶並成家立室。他一直是一個有愛心、耐心和無私的父親。他全心全意地照顧孫子孫女，並在他們的生活中扮演關鍵角色，從而享受退休生活。他是一個充滿慈愛的爺爺/公公，在孫兒們身邊時笑得最燦爛。 Zoe (12)、Kaya (9)、Jayden (13)、Reese (12) 和 Tyler (4) 將永遠珍惜他們對爺爺/公公的美好回憶，懷念他為他們做最喜歡的飯菜。
黃老先生受到所有人的愛戴和尊重；尤其是他家人，年齡從 4 歲到 85 歲不等。他與每個人都有親切的聯繫，他們會熱切地分享他們最喜歡的故事或他準備的一頓飯的細節。黃老先生享受與家人在一起的時光，無論是照看孩子還是接送孫子孫女，每天和他的朋友一起去飲茶，去賭場娛樂和參加頻繁的聚會。他喜歡吃美味的食物，喜歡花幾個小時在廚房里為家人做一頓地道而複雜的中餐，這是他愛身邊人的表達方式。他喜歡紅酒，但最重要的是他喜歡上好的威士忌。
First and foremost, on behalf of the Wong and Toguchi families, I want to thank everyone from the bottom of my heart. We are overwhelmed with grief, but your love and support bring light to our dark days; and we know with time and you by our side, brighter days will come. While I wish we could have had more time with my dad, looking at his life has brought me a lot of comfort and peace. He lived a remarkable life with so many meaningful connections and lifelong friendships. And truly, nothing else mattered more to him than that.
My dad was a man of few words. But he loved intensely through his actions. He was deeply loyal, and quietly observant. In fact, Mark and I would secretly call him Detective Wong because he was always watching and knew everything that was going on. He was knowing, but never judging. He was unbelievably patient, kind and sympathetic. He was always present. He never asked for anything and in turn dedicated his life to caring for us his family. He was one of a kind.
I’ve felt nothing but loved my entire life. I feel so lucky to have the unconditional love of my mom and dad who worked tirelessly to provide for me and brother; not just when we were young, but even until now. My dad was a provider and while he was not always able to voice his love, I never had a doubt. He loved us through his actions every day. Let me share a few of the many many stories.
As you can imagine, growing up, my dad was always the designated cook in the kitchen. When we were in elementary school, he would make lunch for us every day early in the morning. I have fond memories of spending time in the kitchen with him where he taught me how to curl my fingers and use my knuckles when chopping, he taught me how to crack walnuts for banana bread and we bought mason jars together to make jam from grapes in our backyard. I’ve been blessed my whole life with wonderful meals and up until last week, he would come and cook a weekly meal or two at our house. (A tradition that we’ve had for almost 10 years). He always wants to cook something special for us and on any given Monday or Wednesday, we would be sitting down to an elaborate Chinese meal. On weekends, we would always host parties for our extended family and back in the day, play mahjong after. Preparing meals for us was my dad’s way of showing his love. (To us and his siblings and all of my cousins.) I treasure all the times we gathered (which was often); they mean a lot to my dad and they continue to bond us together as a family unit.
My dad spoiled and pampered me, even when I was a grown adult. I lived with my parents up until I was almost 28 and I’m embarrassed to admit that they used to do my laundry. In fact, my dad would go as far as ironing my clothes. How sweet right? Except at the time, he would always iron pleats into my jeans which made it very unstylish. I remember being mad at him. “Dad, these are not dress pants, nobody irons pleats onto jeans!”, I would complain. He would smile calmly (not a bit offended), even saying proudly, “What, why wouldn’t you want pleats; do you know how hard they are to do?!” I was never able to undo those pleats. That’s just a funny example, but it is a rare for a day to go by where he hasn’t pumped my gas, get the car washed, fed me, or drove me somewhere. In fact, even to this day, he insists on driving so I can get some work done in the car.
Becoming a grandparent took my dad’s paternal instincts to another level. When Zoe was born, we moved in with my parents at their Redmond house with the intention of staying there for a customary one-month period. This is a tradition so they can help care for the newborn and also help me recover from childbirth. My dad was in superman grandpa mode: cooking meals, making special soups, and helping us with all our firsts. He would even take over Zoe’s last feeding at 1am before changing her and putting her next to me. He gave and gave every day. We often joked that he was more of a parent than we were. My dad did everything in his power to not let the kids cry and sometimes, when they did, he would cry with them. Over the last 12 years, he dedicated his time to caring for both Zoe and Kaya and marveled at every milestone. “They are growing up so fast”, he would say. And talked about having their first drink with them some day. He adored them and was so very proud to be their gong gong. His eyes always twinkled a bit brighter around his grandkids and I’m forever grateful that we were able to raise them together in their formative years.
My dad is one of the most patient people I’ve ever known. He is always calm, mild tempered and never got mad at me, no matter what I did. I really tested this one time during our family trip to Beijing China in 2004. It was a beautiful sunny day and we were walking up to the Badaling Peak of the Great Wall of China. “But Do Cheung Xing Fei Ho Hon” (Chinese). This literally translates to: “You are not a true Chinese until you’ve walked the Great Wall of China”. It was my dad’s first trip to the Great Wall, and he proudly had his 10-pound Nikon camera strapped around his neck and snapped hundreds if not thousands of pictures that day. Later that night during dinner, I was looking through the pictures and accidentally reformatted the disk and deleted every single one of those pictures. When I told him, his face turned a bit white and then said “It’s ok”. I carry so much guilt from that incident but my dad never got mad and never brought it up again.
My dad was a man of few words but no words were needed. I know he loved us with all his heart. He gave generously every day and always with a smile on his face. I will miss his knowing smile, his calming presence, his fatherly humor and just him being there with us every day as it has always been for as long as I can remember.
My dad always walked a few paces behind us. He wanted to make sure he can see all of us, that none of us are lost or in danger. When I turn around, I still expect to see him with his hands crossed behind his back, boy scout style, smiling and nodding at us. Now he will be doing this from above. He will forever be our guardian angel.
Uncle Henry is my Dai Kow Fu. My mother, Suk Ling Lee’s oldest brother. Her biggest
role model. Her idol.
She would do her best to follow his recipes to cook us traditional Chinese meals and
healing Chinese soups. One day, while making soup, she would tell my husband, Jason,
what different kinds of soups were good for, whether to help give you more energy or
heal a sickness.
When he asked what data supports her reasonings (for those who know Jason, it’s a
typical question), her answer was, “My big brother told me. I do whatever he does, so
ask him”. It drove him crazy, but it was the end of that conversation. But that’s how
much she adored and confided in him.
Uncle Henry was an observer with a presence that was calm and quiet. But with a little
bit of whiskey, he was the life of the party and starts speaking in fluent English. If you
were lucky, you got to see him karaoke!
He was a good balance to Auntie Peggy’s outgoing energy. His love for his family runs
deep. Just seeing what amazing, generous and kind people, Billy and Rowena have
become, especially when it comes to being the rock for their families, both Uncle Henry
and Aunt Peggy should be so proud! He was a selfless, hands-on grandpa who adored
all of his grandchildren, went out of his way to take care of them and loved spending
time with them until the very end.
His life was taken away too sudden and too soon, but he lived a full life surrounded by
family and friends. There are so many memorable moments shared by all his loved ones
that will live on forever with us. It was recently, he became a model for an REI ad
campaign and a handful of other TV commercials. He was just getting started with his
acting and modelling career. He finally put his good looks to work in his late sixties, early
I will never forget one thing he recently told me. He said, if my dad was still here, he
would be so proud of me. Coming from a man with a few words, that meant the world to
Love you forever,
Christina Lee Tarn
Henry lived a long and fruitful life and spent much quality time with all
of you for many years and while he will be sorely missed, he will forever be near to you and in
your thoughts even though he is unseen and unheard.
For our part, let me first tell you how Henry came into our lives. In or around 1970, when I
first planned to open a Kowloon branch of my law firm, Henry and some other clerks were
introduced by KK Yeung to join my start-up office in Kowloon. My office was loosely formed
and organized and operated in an informal and friendly but practical manner
Not long after my Kowloon branch was set up, Henry showed that he was responsible, reliable
loyal and trustworthy which were qualities not usually found in other staff-members. Although
he tended to work at a slower speed (“chu-yau”), he was always patient, careful and diligent in
his tasks. After KK Yeung departed, Henry was put in charge of and took over the duties of
keeping and monitoring the accounts of the firm and general supervision of the cases of our
clients as well as interviews with our clients, which were capably handled by him.
Besides being kind and generous, Henry was polite and obliging to his colleagues and our
clients and was well liked and respected by them. Throughout, he was the bedrock of my
Kowloon branch and due to his management skills and efforts, the business of my Kowloon
branch in the 1970s and 1980s was profitable and rewarding. Needless to say, Henry was a
great asset to my firm and when for personal reasons, he and Peggy decided to emigrate to
Canada for greener pastures, he left a large void in the Kowloon office that could not be filled.
Apart from his personal qualities, Henry and your family were close family friends of us and
our family and we spent many happy times together (in mah-jong games and other social
activities) and have always kept in close contact.
I recall that in the mid-1970s, we together with the staffs of my Hong Kong and Kowloon offices numbering over 12 persons including Henry, Micky Siu, Eddie Sit and KK Yeung took a week-end trip to Macau for a big celebration. After making the rounds of the casinos, we partied in a restaurant in an Hotel there and ordered and drank the whole stock of 20-odd bottles of rose wine by the name of "Mateus-Rose". Most of us wound up quite drunk but everyone enjoyed the outing and on the return ferry trip to Hong Kong (taking about 3 hours) we even played mah-jong and card games. The camaraderie was truly memorable.
It was our privilege to have had Henry as a trusted, dear and good friend who will always be missed but will be remembered in our hearts and minds. We pray that he will have a happy, peaceful and
eternal rest in another world.
John and Sally Ip and family