His passing shocked many.
I remember him as a very healthy and friendly Director who always said hi and exchanged niceties along the corridor. Despite that he was in his mid sixties, boy his legs moved swiftly. His walking pace was quicker than mine.
I always held admiration for his willingness to pick up new skills. We learnt the ukulele together. When I organized basic cajon classes, he participated too. He knew he wasn't musically inclined and his rythm wasn't en point, but he came for every lesson nonetheless. When we performed a few songs for year end party, he was more than eager to play and sing along. When Carc surveyed for interest in beatbox lessons, he signed up as well!
He retired at 67. I happened to bump into him at the corridor on his last day, his final words were "Today is my last day”.
His decline came too soon and too sudden. Discovered brain cancer 6 months ago, op was not successful, became paralyzed and couldn't speak after that.
Your enthusiasm in life rubbed off many. Rest in peace.
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