Email from a friend:
Chere ¨Minh Tâm",
Vuong ngoc Phat etait medecin celebre a Paris. Il y a deux ans, il m'a
contacté pour aider un medecin Vietnamien, stagiaire a Bordeaux. Il
voulait rentrer a Danang, pendant une periode, pour former les medecins la
Son Papa, Vuong dzuy Quynh, alias Thanh Phuong ou Tam Phuong etait poete,
tres proche de ton Papa.
Ses freres, Vuong ngoc Dziep et Vuong ngoc Lâm, etait aussi anciens Blaise
VN La^m, aussi medecin, interné longtemps dans le Camp de Concentration de
Tiên Lanh, Quang Nam, a aidé beaucoup de prisonniers. Actuellement aux
Contacte HD Ba Dzung pour lui envoyer une couronne au nom de BP...
C' était un type tres bien, qui avait fait honneur a notre Lycée.
6/7/03 7:28:04 AM Eastern Daylight Time
Thank you so much for your note. I wish that words could take away
your pain--if there were some I would write them to you. I can only
tell you something that someone told me once. It was that we feel
grief so deeply because we have loved so deeply, and that, in time,
the grief lessens, but the love that we gave and were given by that person
will always be with us, and so we can never truly be apart from them.
I know you must love your brother greatly.
I truly wish I could do something to help--I can only say that I do care
very much, think about you often, and am praying for peace and
blessings for you and for your family. Thank you for taking the time
and energy to write.
Who would have thought that I would be writing this letter to you only
three months after the death of my own father and your lovely letter to
me? And, although Peter has already written, I personnally felt the
urge to add some words of my own.
Your father was a lovely, lovely man. Brilliant, sensitive, and I think,
gallant. It was hard not to be impressed by him when Peter and I met
him. What a loss to you, your family, and the world. I hope he
was able to complete his work on the mummy. He was
very enthusiastic about it. We all know he'll be missed and
remembered with respect and love by collegues and friends alike.
And, though out of the physical body, I feel we all continue to influence
the world and to work for its betterment. I like to think
that our loved ones become like angels for us, putting in a good word for
us on the other side.
Before my father died he expressed the regret that he hadn't become a
doctor. So, I told him in our next life I'll look for him as a
doctor. We do meet again.
Lynda Schnurr & Peter Williams."