It is sad and emotional that we are here to remember John Tseng, my late ex-husband and a dear friend to all of us.
John was born in China 70 years ago. It was difficult time, with wars one after another. The family had to move from place to place. But he was a happy boy as you can see from his toddler pictures.
I met him in the campus of Cheng Kung University about 50 years ago, a solid half century. We were classmate in college and in graduate school. He was very handsome . What attracted me the most was his heart, wisdom and intelligence. John was a person with pride and dignity. He had the capacity to create a clean and neat living space in any messy environment. He was talented by his engineering-way of getting things done.
He was a devoted professor at Long Island University for those under privileged students, thousands of them. Teaching chemistry is not just having hydrogen and oxygen to make water. We need a spectrum of ingredients to let in happens. He taught his students with compassion, inspired them to be motivated, to ensure that they become a productive individual in this society. I was impressed that he often bumped into his students on the street. They greeted him warm heartedly to show their gratitude.
John was a dedicated father. He bathed Angie when she was born until she was strong enough to sit straight in the bath tub. He would not let me to do it, because he had the stronger arm. On the other hand, he is gentle, he carefully cut her little finger nails and toe nails one by one until she was able to use the nail clippers by herself. John’s caring and engineering way of doing things are clearly reflected in our daughter’s daily life. John’s spirits also extend to our little grandson, Adam Korestsky, he is with us today. When Adam was born, he looked just like his grandfather. Adam is also meticulously neat. Every evening, he will fold a little burpie, his security blanket, to a perfect square. Adam gets upset if the corner i
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