Dear Vicky, Mabel, Peggy and Marinda, Please accept my deepest condolences for the loss of your dad.  May his memories and unfailing love bring you peace, comfort and strength. I will remember Mr. Liu, Uncle Jerry, fondly: always gracious, genteel and generous… I will cherish the joyous and wonderful memories from all the dinners in Hong Kong and the cruise we went on in 2019: his never ending infectious smile, and his LOVE of food, cognac and cigars !  …

Dear Peggy, I was very sad to hear of the passing of your dear dad. I remember well meeting him when he visited you in Porto Ceresio. He was, I think, a good friend of my late parents who lived over the border from Porto Ceresio, in Switzerland. It is wonderful that he lived to such a great age and had so much to share with his family and friends all over the World. He will, I know, be sadly missed but he will always be fondly remembered. Please accept my sincere condolences. With Best wishes to you and Philip, Amelia Smithers…

Dearest Nga Gong, I feel so incredibly blessed to have been able to create and share so many memories with you. Thank you for so many things – teaching me how to ride a bike, attending my college graduation, our memorable Disney cruise, my wedding!, your love of food, wine and art, your ability to never miss cocktail hour, sharing your ice cream, and many more. I will miss your smile & laughter, the smell of your pipe every time I walked into your office, your soft meaty hands lol, your bear hugs, seeing you in your corduroy pants, listening to your stories of all your exciting travels and experiences; if only I could’ve made 1 eating trip! So very grateful that Darren, Aila and Brandon knew you, spent time with you and that they will remember their great-grandfather. Your smile lit up the room whenever you saw them. Like the poem I read at your memorial “Miss Me – But Let Me Go”, I will do just that and think of you every time I have a gin & tonic (which is pretty often!). Cheers to you!   Rest in peace Nga Gong.   With love, Ingrid…

I’ve got so many fond memories of Nga Gong which I will cherish. I remember my first few times meeting Nga Gong at family dinners that Ing would bring me to. I was struck by his vibrancy, pleasant smile and loud voice. He started out calling me Warren which used to make me laugh. His voice would boom “Come on Warren, have a glass of wine” and it would put me at ease as I tried to remember everyone’s name. Eventually Warren transitioned to Darien which over time finally settled on Darren. I didn’t have the heart to correct him because he was such a nice, sweet man and I didn’t want to offend him. He could have called me anything and it wouldn’t have mattered. I had a couple opportunities to take Nga Gong out for dinner when Vicky and Julian were out of town or busy. The car wouldn’t be in park for more than a few seconds and he would already be getting out. I would try and rush over to his side to assist and he would swat me away and say “I’m ok, I’m alright, I don’t need any help”. I would watch in…

My grandfather, affectionately referred to as ‘nga gong’ by his grandchildren, was a man of immense kindness and generosity. Being in his presence, the aura he exuded always gave off a great sense of warmth, security and compassion. Whether having a meal with him, watching a tennis match together, or simply saying a quick hello to him in his amazing office room, it was an absolute pleasure to be around him, as he always radiated positive and tranquil energy. Even in rare instances when no words were spoken, he was someone you could sit with in complete silence and reflect on the moment of just being in his company as a blessing. As my grandfather, respect for him was a given. However, my admiration for him extends far beyond a generic familial bond. The way he carried himself, as a man and a person was truly an inspiration. His humble, mild-mannered nature, his generosity towards family, friends, even strangers, his constant consideration and respect for others, welcoming of people from all walks of life with open arms, and his unwavering positive attitude are just some of the qualities he will undoubtedly be remembered for. Never self-centered, he was always…

Jerry, Thank you for being in our lives and taking the time to share your life story while breaking bread. You are truly an inspiration for us to as we journey this life experience.  We miss you…🤗 Feisal …

Thank Mr. Liu for selecting me to join the team of South group in late 1989.  I am proud of working in the group as I have then earned multifaceted knowledge and experience in commercial, legal, finance and interpersonal communication at different levels.  He was a nice and gentle boss.  I never saw him reprimanding or saying tough words to his staff.  He was also considerate at others, for instance, I once saw him using tissue papers to wipe out urines on the toilet after he used.  He was optimistic at passing away some ten years ago when he sometimes humored about his death one day.  I sympathize Mr. Liu being an amiable and respectable person could not be rewarded with happy ending of his two marriages.  He exiled to overseas countries in late 199X shying away from the pressure and troubles exerted on him by his first wife.  I also witnessed his outrage at his second wife who continuously squeezed him for money for buying property leading to nuptial separation.  I expected him to live longer at this year beginning when he had caregivers looked after round the clock and dined healthily at home.  However, this did not…

I had the honour to know Jerry for the last twenty years or so of his life and what a life!  He continued to keep in touch with friends and family, travelling the world until Covid finally put a stop to his travels even in Asia.  He was always so interested in everything and everyone, trusting and loyal to those around him.  We should all toast Jerry for his very long life well lived :  what an example to follow! …

Happy memories of holidaying together in Val d’Isere in the early 1970’s after your visit to Jersey. Photo of my dad Douglas, Geoffrey Gruchy from Jersey, my mum Gill, Jerry and Geoffrey’s wife Pauline….

My father in law Jerry Liu The person I knew as my father in law was a man of great kindness and had a good heart towards people around him. He enjoyed good food and drinks, love caring for his daughters and last but not least I admired his super ability to put down things that might stress him out. He could read four to five newspapers a day to keep him abreast of world affairs and learned to browse the internet and use emails when he was in his late 80’s. He had an amazing journey of life. The photo here was taken during the cruise trip to the Adriatic Sea in the fall of 2019. We went on that trip with some close friends. The remembrance picture perfectly described the life style he enjoyed….cigar and cognac after a relaxing lunch on land tour. He will be missed and I wish him rest in peace. Julian…

Na Kung, I smile writing this knowing you are watching us from above. You were always the sweetest grandfather to me and the memories I keep with you I will cherish for a lifetime. I’ll always remember the unique smell of your clothes, your endless love for eating crab, the softness of your skin and being fascinated by the stories of your youth. I wish we had spent more time together so I would’ve gotten to know you better as a man, not only my grandfather. Still, I remain content knowing I’ll get the chance to in the future. I’m so deeply sorry you are no longer with us Na Kung and that we weren’t all able to join you in your final days.  It’s funny how your decisions to have a home in Sausalito set the foundations of my life. For this, you’ll always be with me which makes me quite happy.  I love you Na Kung, I look forward to being with you again. Love, Sandro…

Dear Grandpa, It’s with a heavy heart that I am writing this message to you today. You were and will forever be a major influence on my life. I want to take this moment to appreciate the type of person you were and the qualities of your character I will always cherish and hope to emulate myself. You were kind, compassionate, silly, adventurous and warm. And maybe above all, you never took life too seriously and always reminded me to do the same and to enjoy every moment of it. With that said, I’d like to tell a memory that will always remind me to do the same. Back in Sausalito, I could always find you in your big leather chair with a drink and a cigar in hand. You would sit there for hours, enjoying yourself while taking in the Sausalito views and observing your grandchildren playing in the courtyard. Occassionally, I would sneak my way into your kitchen and combine all of the contents of your fridge into a digusting cocktail I called “the potion.” I would mix all of the ingredients together then serve it in a beauitful tall crystal glass (because presentation is everytyhing). As…