Dear Kai and Yee-Nga,
Our condolences on the passing of your mother. We remember Mrs. Evelyn Kwee well having met her at Jeffrey's and also at Melissa's weddings. We shared only a few words as she was busy being the proud grandmother. Looking through the photo gallery we can see that she was blessed with loving family and friends. She was truly a charming and spirited lady.

Eef,thanks so,so much for the more than 60 years of friendship!
So many memories of things we have done together.
The short and long trips and travels we did.
Our foursome with Tjay Wan and Tok brought many happy times with never a disagreement!
Eef, rest in peace.
I'll miss you,     

Glory

I remember- one fine day in SG, in the mid-1960s, Kai introduced me to his mother whom I addressed as 'Auntie Kwee', inkeeping with the local tradition of respectfully addressing elders as uncles and aunties. Unbeknownst to me then, Kai's unpretentious introduction of 'This is my mother', was the start of a relationship that spanned over 5 decades, which grew closer as the years passed by. While Auntie Kwee's presence in SG was punctuated by her absence, I had fortunate opportunities to travel and visit her in Medan and Brastagi, Sumatra, and even in Burlington ON. I recall getting the opportunity for my first taste of a Dutch pastry, a product of her baking gift, on one of those trips. During those visits, her warm hospitality and caring kindness left an indelible imprint in my heart. Visiting her in later years in Hyland Pl, N Surrey, I can sense that my relationship with Auntie Kwee, has quietly evolved to approach extended family status. During my visits, the privileges of sheltering under the same roof, breaking bread together over a meal in her home, even handing me the keys to her beloved VW Golf to allow me run errands in YVR, are happy memories that I am thankful for and will fondly remember. I pray that Auntie Kwee's wise words of encouragement and hope that was offered to each of us along the way, will give us strength and peace, as we journey onward with her spirit of love in our hearts. And my prayers for Auntie Kwee's journey to dwell in the house of the Lord, together with Uncle Kwee and Bob.  Pau Chern Seow.

"..He leads me beside still waters; He restores my soul.
..Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life,.." Psalm23 2,6.

I’ll miss Opi dearly and will always remember and cherish all the good times I spent with her.
Love you Opi,
Titien

Kai,
I am deeply sorry to hear about the passing of your mother. My deepest sympathy to you and your family

Rachel Becket

I remember Tante Tjiong from the days Keh Sin and I were young. On early Sunday mornings, she would read us spellbinding stories from the Mahabaratha and Ramayana whenever she visited. I discovered a fascination with stories and mythology that I still have to this day. She also cooked some fabulous Indonesian dishes whenever she was in the kitchen. My father was closest to Tante Tjiong. They endured some difficult days together and Tante Tjiong protected my dad from bullies when he was young. She knew more stories of my father than anyone else. My father always spoke of her with love and great affection. Though we will all miss her, may she be reunited with her siblings and past family at the table of plenty in the house of our Lord. Oh, the stories they will tell at the table... Spellbinding...