Billy (Kwok) L. Wong - Online Memorial Website

2/10/13 - Happy New Year my brother. I still miss you so much. I have your picture on my wall along with mom and dad's and everyday I look over and know you all are looking after me, even till this day! I miss you my brother and love you so much. I'm looking through my e-mail box and looking at all the pictures you had sent me of Kiana and Tristan! You were such a proud Dad.

My dear brother,

 

Two years now that I have not been able to just call and talk BS with my brother. Two years that I haven't been able to call you to ask you stupid questions about all sorts of things, what to buy and what brand is better than the other. Oh how I miss you. I can't really say I don't talk to you because sometimes I still say out loud, "Billy where are you? I hope you are having fun with Mom and Dad and Franklin wherever you guys are doing! I love you all and miss you dearly!

4/22/10 - Hi Billy! Well...today is your 2nd yr away from us. It's been a rocky journey that is still ongoing. Today, I reflect on all the times that have been lost to me & the kids because you are not here. Kiana is in LaGuardia Music & Arts H.S. She has a long commute into the city but she has adapted and is doing great - still getting great grades - too bad she is still a slob! :) Tristan is in kindergarten and having fun and is still a ball of energy. It's hard for me to go to this memorial site (even though I created it) because it leaves me a weeping mess. It leaves me longing for what could have been and then I get extremely sad. I know you tried your best to stay with us - sometimes I wonder where you are and if you see & know what has been going on with me & the kids. Sometimes I feel like I'm lost and alone and still trying to find an anchor - the anchor I lost when you left. I'm hoping I will find that again. Until we meet again....I love you!

How is it that it's been almost one year since you have been gone?  Why does it seem like yesterday and at the same time forever?  I can only repeat over and over how much we miss you - so much! You are in my thoughts everyday and wish you'd come to me in my dreams.  I know you wouldn't want me to feel sad but right now that's all I'm feeling - like the song says: One more day......

Today is 4th of July.  We came to visit you with Wing and Spazz. Your tombstone came in!  Yeah - now we don't have to see the wooden stake anymore! We miss you more and more as time goes by.  Every holiday and special event is a first for us and not the same without you.  I know for me that it's a bittersweet feeling and I am trying hard to get used to this - it's hard but I have no other choice.  I miss you so much!

Today is Father's Day - June 15, 2008.  The kids and I went to visit with you.  I hope you know we are here and thinking about you on this special day for dads.  It was the first time the three of us burnt offerings to you on our own.  First was to find the metal can which took us forever to find - there didn't seem to be any in sight.  In the end I had to make do with a smaller can but it served its purpose. We lit incense and candles in your honor as we did for your parents and Franklin.  I know you are with everyone in heaven and I hope you realize how much we are thinking about you.  Happy Father's Day - we love you!

My dearest Billy,

Today is June 5, 2008 and it is your birthday.  You would have been 44 yrs old.  I took Kiana & Tristan to visit you at your gravesite bearing flowers, balloons and cake.  We had a nice little visit and celebrated by having cake with you.  I still can't believe you are gone.  However you will never be gone from our hearts and minds.  We miss you so much.  Anyway, the kids and I want to send you our love and our birthday greetings.  We love you....always!

I have a life time of fun memories of Billy. One of my most memorable was when he was 11 he used to take the garbage down to the street at night (we lived on the fifth floor apt. in the Bronx). The nights when I come back with my date, Greg (now my husband 25 yrs.), Billy would peep behind the building's front door and spy on us. We saw him there laughing behind the glass doors. What was he thinking - we couldn't see thru glass. It was so funny we couldn't help it but laugh too. From time to time he used to bring that up and tease us.

 

His curiousity to anything and everything was his nature since he was very young. We called him "Mr. Know It All". He was a brother I could always count on when I need him. We shared countless good times together thru our growing years. Thank you Billy. I carry you in my heart always.

As I sit here on the computer in the am's and unable to sleep - I remember the first time we went out together - it was supposed to be a ski trip by bus to Vermont. However, the information was wrong about the bus and since we didn't want to waste a day without skiing, you decided to drive to Hunter Mountain so we both wouldn't be disappointed.  After the skiing we hung out for a little while to relax our tired muscles and have something to eat.  Then we began the long task of driving home.  While driving through town, you must have fallen asleep for a split second while driving and the next thing I knew you hit a Mercedes in front of you who had stopped for the red light and I was flung towards the window shield.  I cracked the glass with my forehead and had a little laceration and was dazed for a little while.  You were so full of apologies and guilt but all I thought was "this guy is crazy and so irresponsible" that I had to avoid him in the future.  So after this incident while I started to avoid you at work, you eventually won me over with you feeling so bad about what had happened on our ski trip and we started dating again.  I guess you made sure that I would never forget our first outing together! 

I miss you every day - every day activities are not the same without you like food shopping and shopping.  I get sad that we used to be a foursome and now we are three.  Tristan asks for you all the time - that's when my heart breaks.  I still can't believe you are gone and not here to share our lives.  I keep thinking you will just come home like you always did from work and that nothing has really changed.......yeah...I know....wishful-thinking on my part.

Billy, my Baby brother, who was always the joker that could make everybody laugh even things were grim. I remember even he was 3 and rec'd 3 piggys at nursery school for not bringing his hankerchief, he ran to mom and was proud & smiling while showing off his red piggy stamps on his "notebook". Tristan remind me of young Billy who is so energetic, loving and  always want to please everyone. Billy loved his comic books and had good artistic skills in reproducing the characters. He saved his lunch money so he could the latest issues. Kiana has this same passion as Billy.

Billy was the only guy I know that doesn't mind going shopping for hours and drove us to anywhere we wanted. Billy & I could spent hours talking about cooking techniques and recipes. You could talk to him about anything and he'll have his "OPINION" about that subject. His famous it's an "URBAN LEGEND". Anytime I need help with technical stuff  I know I could call on him.

Billy was a wonderful brother, an all around GREAT HUMAN BEING. I'm missing him already.

Looking back all these years, I can't remember one angry bone nor even a moment were you did not treated another with the most respect. You are this person I strive to be. Not like all the  others moving on, you have broken my emotional shell. This sadness in my heart is deeper then I've ever felt. I'm glad I had the chance to see you and will remember all the times we shared.

 

Where do I begin?  There are so many memories that I have of Billy.  He was the awesome uncle who never hesitated to take his nieces and nephews out anywhere.  Whether it was bowling, movies, or shopping, he was always happy and willing to hang out with us. 

He was the first person that I knew that bought a CD player around the time when it first came out.  I remember thinking to myself, tapes replaced vinyl records, why would people buy these “Compact Disc” players that play discs that look like records?  (That was the first time I realized never to doubt his savvy knowledge in technology). 

Billy “The Toolman” Wong taught me how to install tiles on kitchen floors, an island counter-top, and wooden floors for the dining room.  (In case people are thinking…no, he did use me for child labor)  He actually took the time to explain to me everything that we were doing.  I will always remember the late night to Home Depot to buy more cement mix, when he (not me J) did not read the directions on the quick mix cement.  He (again, not meJ, haha) put way too much water in the mix (Okay, it was me).  This just shows how great of an uncle he was, he could have been really angry that I messed something up and not let me help finish his project.  Instead, we took a drive in the wee hours of the morning to buy more material to finish the tiles.  I remember the time when we were installing the wooden floors and I started becoming cranky because it was getting late (I ended up sleeping under the dining room table). 

I remember the night that I learned that the kitchen stove should only be used for cooking.  I felt so bad that night because I ruined a fun night out that Billy and Betty were anticipating to have in the city.  But Billy, being the great uncle that he was, took me back to his place and showed me a great time without ever showing a look of disappointment.  (I still hate drinking screwdrivers because of that nightJ)  I will never forget these, as well as, many more fond memories of my loving uncle.  I will miss you…

There were two things I dreaded about the old Bronx house: the green eyes lurking underneath the bed waiting to attack (no, not Billy) and the annoying uncle who gave me wet, sloppy kisses after telling me he didn’t even bother to brush his teeth that morning (yes, of course that was Billy).  And strangely, even though that would scare away any kid, I still said hi to him as soon as I went downstairs, despite knowing what was waiting for me.

I see Kiana now and can’t help but notice that she is the perfect mold of a daughter: responsible, smart, inquisitive, constantly laughing, and compassionate.  Then the other day, Tristan slaps me across the face and gives me the most innocent smile.  As I try to pry him off of me, he gives me a wet kiss on the cheek.  Never malicious, but with love.  Just like his dad.  Everything I see in Kiana and Tristan personifies Billy.  When Billy told us he was having Kiana, I remembered thinking that that kid must’ve done something really bad in her past life to have gotten the fate of being his offspring.  But in all seriousness, Billy turned out to be the prototypical father.  And this shouldn’t come as a surprise since he was such a great brother and role model uncle.  God knows he had his flaws, but I would gladly take those imperfections as my own if it meant that I could live up to the legacy he left behind.

Billy was everything and more of what a nephew could ask for in an uncle. In fact, he was everything and more of what any family or friend could ask for. Whether someone needed knowledge about any random thing in the world, a good joke, their picture taken, or most importantly love… you knew you could always look to Billy. He just had his witty way of just making everyone happier. For this, I feel lucky to have met you and will never forget you. You will be forever missed and forever loved.

I will always remember my uncle Billy as fun-loving and kind-hearted. I feel as if he never left because he will always with us in our hearts and precious memories. Billy inspired me to become a better photographer because he was always carrying his professional camera, taking pictures of family and places he's been to . I remember he would photoshop the images and sometimes write funny captions to go with them. He always had a sense of humor and was very knowledgeable about everything. I also, remember when I was younger, he tried many times to take me to get my ears pierced, but i was too chicken to. He allowed me to take risks and be brave like him. I will always cherish these fond memories.

I grew up looking up to Billy as a kid growing up...the bronx house. One day Billy beat me up. He was a grown man and I was a kid and all I could remember was if my cool uncle Billy would still like me. Let me use his stereo to make tapes. Use his tools to destroy things. Let me tag along wherever he went. He was really mad but the best part about Billy was that he let everything go the next time I saw him. No grudge. Didnt even remember. Thats just him as a person. I grew up to stories of my mom who loved Billy as a little brother. Her hardships were all Billys fault. I've paid the price of hearing her stories my whole life.  : )  How she carried him on his back, cook and buy food for the family all at the same time (how is that possible?) as a child herself. She told me he is too young to remember which makes this so unbearable for mom. She loves Billy more than she thinks he knows. But he knows. I think Billy knows more than we all give him credit for.

Billy was always there with a camera to capture every moment, whether it'd be  family gatherings, family trips, or just because. Thank you for always sharing those pictures with everyone. I think about Billy and I can't think of one bad thing to say about him. He was always there no matter what with open arms and most important wholeheartedly. He listened to me when I needed to vent, supported me during tough times and always gave me encouragement, just like any great big brother. I am so happy that he and Betty brought two beautiful children to us. Kiana, so talented and smart and Tristan a little Tazmanian Devil just like Dad, so full of energy. Rest in peace my darling brother. I love you. I'm sure mom welcomed you with open arms and dad had the mah jong table ready. I  will miss you so much!

Billy has always been the rock for my sister. No matter how much bantering there was between the two of them, it was always with love and consideration. He was also very helpful with our parents' needs and for that we will be always be grateful. He is truly a wonderful person and we shall miss him.

Now who is going to teach us the Billy shortcuts? We had wonderful times growing up with you. You would always take us shopping, bowling, movies,and going out to dinner what more can nieces and nephews ask for.  I am sorry that Isabella (soon to be born) will not get the chance to met her wonderful, caring, and loving uncle. I am glad that you are no longer suffering. Love you.

I remember you always being there, whether for school events or just when I needed someone to trust. I still remember how I'd ask you a question, and you'd give me a monologue of information, and we'd drive Mom crazy like that at the dinner table. Yeah, photography and video games was always best because you did it, and took the time to teach me, whilist demanding me to go circles around the house with random requests. I think the hardest part of this all isn't knowing you're gone, but knowing you won't come back. I love you, and I miss you so much. I hope you're in a better place laughing at me for backspacing everytime I catch myself trying to put down a chat icon in this memory.