Jun, I remember the first time I saw you, a very frightened little boy, getting off the air plane holding tight to your mama and little sister Linda. It did not take long for you to make friends with us and we came to love you so much, a funny little whimsical little boy barely able to speak English. Aunt Dolores took charge of you at school,getting calls from teachers to come help get you down off shelves, or wherever you decided to hide. You went on to become a very good person and held a very good job, until your accident. but that did not stop you...you are missed by all who loved and knew you, Aunt Sharon