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  • It sounds cliche, and probably is, but the experiences we share, the real connections we make with people make them somehow feel less absent when they’re forever gone. My mother couldn’t make it down to Jamaica for her cousin Stephen Chung’s funeral, but she sent the following note…and I like it very much.

    My memories of Steve go back many years ago when I spent summers at the “Heights” (in Port Maria, Jamaica). The tomboy I was, I tagged along with Steve and his friends, “Sugar” and Richard to all of the usual outings — crabbing, bird shooting, deep-sea fishing at 4 a.m.

    Steve was always so willing and patient with me. I can still hear him say, “You ready?” In turn, I would make his favorite pizza - pepperoni - for him.

    When he and my brothers went fishing, Steve carried only one hook because he wanted to give the fish a “chance.” When that hook got lost or stuck, he reasoned that the fish got to live another day. He then helped my brothers with their lines.

    We will always remember our kind, caring and generous cousin, Steve. He was a gentle soul with a big heart. We cherish our experiences with Steve, and will never forget the memories we shared.

    Annie Hosang Biagiotti
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