Jack L. Jue- Remembering my Father

 

 

I had the great honor to spend the last 10 days of my father Jack's life constantly at his bedside. In those 10 days my father continued to teach me how to live life , how to care for others, and how to face adversity as he has throughout my life. One evening at the hospital when we were alone , it was my task to tell him that his doctors had determined that there was nothing more they could do to treat his invasive bladder cancer and that his life was most likely to be numbered in days rather then weeks, months or years. He calmly asked me the particulars about what was most likely to come and then fell asleep. He slept straight through the night like a baby. It was the first night in the hospital that he had a good nights sleep . When he awoke he told me that he thought that it was pretty bad and scary story that I had told him the night before but that he was very comfortable that I was sleeping by his side in the recliner chair and joked with me that if I wanted I was welcome to sleep by his side every night , although he was quite concerned about how uncomfortable I looked in that chair !
 After that evening , we spent very little time talking about that bad and scary story and instead shared other stories of my Dad's full and eventful and exciting life and of the many people he had known . My Dad had a gift for what the Hawaians call “talking story”. and he did that for the next 10 days when we were together . I will share just a little bit of that story . Dad was born to a Chinese immigrant family that had a sucessful asparagus farming business in the San Fernando valley. He went to UCLA and then finished his education at UC Davis. He met and married the love of his life ,my mother , Alice starting a family that would ultimately grow to 5 children , 10 grandchildren and 2 great granchildern. After college he joined his father in Asparagus farming for a number of years. . Later due to forces beyond their control , my father and his father lost their Asparagus farming business and were forced to remake themselves completely from scratch . My father tried a number of jobs including gardening running a toy store( I liked that one) , selling Christmas trees and other odd jobs . Eventually he settled on Real Estate as a career, taking classes and becoming a salesmen and broker. Later he began working for the County of Los Angeles and was trained as a Real Estate Appraiser by the county . He worked for many years in the Capital Projects department . After retiring from the County he started his own successful Real Estate appraisal business which he operated until his retirement . In 1982 he and others formed Standard Savings Bank which became very successful serving the Chinese community . Later in life my Father discovered Christ and the Church and the Church community became a large part of his life.
Those are the bare outlines of my Dad's story . But the bigger story is the story of how he lived his life. He was always a humble , and unassuming man , who cared deeply about his family , and friends . He was a good listener and always wanted to hear your story and what you were doing . He was funny , and was endearing to all who knew him making you feel comfortable in his true warmth . But the secret was that he was not just this way with family and friends but with everyone . The nursing assistants who cared for him in the hospital during the last days of his life would come out of his room laughing and amazed at how my Dad had joked with them in Spanish . Woken up at 430 in the morning by a nursing assistant to bathe him and change his bedding ..he complimented her profusely on her skill at getting the job done all by herself without him even getting out of bed .. Although in dire straits and very ill , he did not dwell on his condition but  instead wanted to know all the details about how she had learned how to do her job so well! That is the way Dad was ... He was every one's good friend .. even strangers, waitresses at restuarants , car mechanics... nurses and nursing assistants who cared for him , new parishioners in his church ... It didn't matter who you were or what your station was in life , he wanted to connect with you and hear your story.  In the last 10 days of his life although very weak he pulled himself together to share time and stories with his large extended family and many friends who came to visit , holding forth from his hospital bed in the living room of his home.
 . ... He is gone now and we all , family and friends, miss him terribly. But I will speak for my father .. He would say , please go on with those family celebrations to come , the small group Church meetings to come , the cruises to foreign lands, the parties with friends, and those noodle lunches he so loved to share with you . He is very sorry he will not be there but will be there with you in spirit , sharing together with you the good times. But he would also say , that he will be with you as well through the difficult and not so good times, his spirit will be with you always comforting you when you are in need.

Jack Jue Jr.

1928 Baby Book -Jack L. Jue.

My grandmother Rose kept a beautiful little book during my father, Jack's first year of life. I discovered this treasure tucked away in the pages of one of my Dad's scrapbooks. Dad was born on June 10, 1928.  If you look at his weight records , he actually weighed less at 2 months of age then at birth . He had a condition called pyloric stenosis that causes narrowing of the outlet of the stomach. This condition gets progressively worse in the first few months of life and can cause the little baby to starve to death.  It is easily corrected by sugery, but in 1928 operating on infants was certainly touch and go . My father's grandfather strongly opposed any medical intervention but as my Dad looked weaker and weaker , finally relented to pressure from my grandfather , San Tong.  The operation was done and a success and my father rapidly gained weight and became a healthy baby. In the book are pictures of my Dad growing up and his mother Rose , as well as the list of presents for his first birthday party !

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Spring Farm and Asparagus Farming 1953

Here are some photos of our family farming businesses in 1953.My father, Jack and my uncle, Richard and my grandfather, San Tong, and his cousin, Loon  had a roadside produce market in the San Fernando Valley called Spring Farm. They sold some of their own produce as well as produce from other farmers. Auntie Soo-Jan writes: "In the Spring Farm Interior photo that has a large tomato sign, that's Chan Lum (Loon) by the sign and Jack in the background. I remember the evening in the family room (big house) at the Vanowen Ranch when the topic of conversation was about what to name the new produce market that was to open soon. San Tong, Jack, Richard and Loon were all there. Many names were bantered about, and they became more and more elaborate. Finally, Loon said, "Just name it Spring Farm." Everyone agreed that it was the perfect and simply stated name. So the name, Spring Farm came from Chan Lum. This gathering is very vivid in my mind......As a footnote to the story of Spring Farm... Richard was reminiscing about the early days at the Ranch and the topic of Spring Farm came up. He said that the store was doing exceedingly well, pulling in $800.00 per day in produce sales. This success did not escape the notice of the big chain supermarkets. The muscles of the supermarket unions was the force that closed Spring Farm prematurely."

 Here is my Dad, Jack, standing on the roadside sign.

Here is the interior of the produce market. Loon is  in the foreground and my Dad, Jack in the background.

 The family was also farming asparagus in Saugus at the time. Here are some pictures of farming equipment and workers at the Saugus farm.

San Tong tends his garden

My grandfather, San Tong, spent the last days of his life living with my Auntie Soo-Jan's family.
Auntie Soo- Jan writes :

"His most happy and contented days began when Seal Beach placed a Community Garden right along the river at the beginning of our tract (2 long blocks from our house beyond the park). He cleared and planted 2 plots with various vegetables such as zuchinni, eggplant, strawberries, green onions, carrots. He built his own trellis and strung up string beans, Chinese bittermelons (fu gua), Chinese okra (sing gua). He hauled his tool chest down there along with a lawn chair. After a hard days work on the land, he often lingered and I would have to drive down there to tell him dinner was ready. I'd find him sitting in the chair at sunset just enjoying the vista of all the vegetables in his prolific garden. I have some photos that I took of him in that garden, but like your father, I would have to sift through boxes of photos to look for them. He and I would walk among the other people's garden plots and he would point out tell-tale signs of yellow leaves, curled edges on leaves, insect infestations, etc. and instruct what the remedy was, ie. that plant needs more nitrogen, or that's a symptom of lack of potassium, or overwatering, etc. He was always a teacher and he also always loved the land. He even grew some asparagus in a large pot in our front yard as a testament to the past."

Recently, I have been sifting through some of my father's old photos and came across these photos of my grandfather tending his plants in the Seal Beach Community Garden.

Young Couples in Love 1949

These are pictures from  my Father's  picture scrapbook  from 1949 when he was attending UC Davis. He was courting my mother Alice and Dad's sister was being courted by her husband to be Richard at the same time .
Here are the two young couples at Santa Monica beach in the summer of '49 .  My Dad had the caption "The Lovers" beneath the photo.

My Dad, Jack and Mom, Alice at William Land Park in Sacramento in the Fall of 1949.

My Uncle Richard and Auntie Joan in front of the Hall of Justice .  

The Art of Joan Jue Yen

My Aunt Joan passed away just three days before my father.  Their memorial services were only days apart.  Auntie Joan was an accomplished artist and her history as the descendant of Chinese immigrants was a constant theme in her work.  Here is a website with photos of some of her work.

https://www.flickr.com/groups/joanjueyen/pool/

Generations

The recent passing of my father has got me thinking alot about the passage of time and the generations that carry on. Here is a photo of my Grandfather ,San Tong, my father, Jack , and my son Robert when Robert was a baby .

Here is a photo many years later, with myself, my Father, Jack, my son, Robert , now with a child of his own , Jackson

Here is my son Robert and his wife Kelly and their son Jackson , with my father, Jack. Dad lived to enjoy time with his two great grandchildren Jackson and Riley who are my grandchildren. 

In Memory: Joan Jue Yen, Jack Lee Jue

Jack Lee Jue, 84, of Pasadena, died peacefully on January 2, 2013 surrounded by his loving family.
Born in Los Angeles, CA in 1928, Jack attended UCLA and UC Davis. Jack took pride in his career accomplishments. Jack and his father specialized in asparagus farming and established a wholesale produce market in Los Angeles.
Jack worked for many years as a County of Los Angeles Right of Way Agent and was licensed as a real estate broker and appraiser.
Jack was President and co-owner of National Appraisal Corporation. In 1986 he served as President of the Los Angeles Chapter and was an Appraisal Institute instructor for many years. He was also an Associate Professor for the Los Angeles Community College District for 20 years.
Jack was one of the founders of Standard Savings Bank. The bank opened for business in 1982 in Los Angeles Chinatown with the goal of serving new Chinese American immigrants and businesses.
Among his personal accomplishments are his faith in God and his work with the San Gabriel Presbyterian Church.
Most important to him was his family who surrounded him with love and laughter.
Jack is survived by his wife of 62 years, Alice Jue, their 5 children, 10 grandchildren and 2 great grandchildren; Jack Jr and Elizabeth Jue (Robert, Kelly, Jackson, Riley, Leah, Jordan), Arlene and Stephen Morton (Nicklaus, Kelle), Richard and Terri Jue (Emily), Adrienne and William Hwang (Brian, Kevin), Leslie Jue and Brian Payne (Jacqueline, Matthew).
Jack has an extended family in California including sisters: Soo-Jan Wong (Mel), Pingeleen Quon, Soo-Yin Holloway (Ed), sister-in-law Estelle Jue-Clay (Miles) and brother Guy Jue, deceased. He was preceded in death by his sister Joan Jue Yen (Richard) by just days.
Services will be held at 12:00 pm on Tuesday, January 15, 2013 at
The Old North Church, Forest Lawn Hollywood Hills
6300 Forest Lawn Drive
Los Angeles, CA 90068
Visitation will be held from 7-8 pm on Monday, January 14, 2013 at
The Old North Church
Donations may be made in memory of Jack Jue to the San Gabriel Presbyterian Church
200 West Las Tunas Drive, San Gabriel, CA 91776

 Joan Jue Yen, 82, of Phoenix, died peacefully December 30, 2012, in the embrace of her family. Born in Los Angeles, California in 1930, Joan attended UCLA where she studied fine art and design. She finished her formal education at ASU receiving both her BA and MA in art education. Joan taught art at Cortez HS in Phoenix, Scottsdale Community College, and Phoenix College. She was also an accomplished artist whose work has been archived in the Library of Congress, in Washington, D.C., and exhibited throughout California and Arizona. Joan has a large extended family in California including sisters, Soo-Jan Wong (Mel); Pingeleen Quon; Soo-Yin Holloway (Ed); sister-in-law, Estelle Jue-Clay (Guy Jue, deceased). She was survived by her brother, Jack Jue (Alice), by just days. Joan leaves behind her husband of 62 years, Richard Yen, their children Richard Scott Yen (Sue), Robert E. Yen (Li), Jenifer Y. Pang (Yin) and six grandchildren: Christopher Yen (Erika), Stephen Yen, Michael Pang, Harrison Yen, Joan Emily Yen (Matt Young) and Kalia Pang. Services will be held at 10:30 am, on Saturday, January 12, 2013 at Greenwood Memory Lawn Cemetery, Serenity Chapel, 2300 West Van Buren St., Phoenix, AZ. Visitation on January 11, 2013 from 6:00-8:00 pm, A.L. Moore-Grimshaw Mortuary, 710 West Bethany Home Road, Phoenix, AZ.

Donations may be made in Joan's memory to The Desert Jade Women's Club Scholarship Fund c/o Mary Tang, 1209 E. Steamboat Bend Drive, Tempe, AZ 85283.

Jr., Arlo, Rich, Age and Les,

We're all sad to hear of your dad's passing and we know what you may be feeling at this time, but perhaps there's some comfort in knowing that your dad and our mom are together again, inseparable as ever.

A few years ago, mom made a painting from a photograph of your dad, herself and their mother, Rose.  Although we grew accustomed to seeing it hanging on the wall in her living room next to the fireplace, it has taken on more meaning for us. Perhaps it can provide you some small solace as well.

Interestingly, while making funeral arrangements, we visited the burial site she had selected with our dad.  It's in the shadow of a large sculpture of an angel, and as dad commented, he thought she chose the site because it reminded her of this painting.

Wishing you all peace.

Bob

Dearest JR, Arlene, Richard, Adrienne, Leslie, Scott, Bob and Jeni,   

There is a spiritual bond among siblings that run quite deep.  This is so true between your Dad Jack and your Mom Joan.  They were spiritual twins.  They shared so many blessings together in life, and most important, bringing into this world all you beautiful and loving children. 

Just as they shared adventures together in their childhood...being "Huckleberry Finn and Sidekick," rafting down the L.A. River on an old wooden door-turned-raft...Or riding their horses Thunder and Blake down the old DeCelis wagon trail...they are now embarking on a great new adventure together.  It is so ironic, other-worldly, that the Lord should call your Mom and your Dad to Him at the same time...yet, it could only be so.   

We all looked up to your parents as the central pillars of our Big Family.  They taught us how to love one another and to stay connected together as one family.  This is their legacy to us, and so much more, that we know will continue.    

Much love to you all,  

Auntie Soo-Yin