Epitaph for Eugene Koh
I think I was his first student in which he would practice a budding career on, and dad was practically my google when I was growing up. I remember sitting in our first family car – a beat-up, rusty, silver Mazda 323. In order to distract us from the extreme cold he would spout stories of ancient Greek and Roman mythology. Many of my playthings as a child, along with huge stuffed animals and drum set pots and pans included classic Victorian novels, and my first encounter with Thomas Hardy was The Woodlanders pulled and stolen away from my father’s bookshelf.
As a child I also remember his collection of classical records which he was so fond of listening to. His love of Chinese opera would also extend to western counterparts, and my mom would tell me stories about their first dates seeing the opera in Edmonton. This passion of his was so strong it even touched him subconsciously; often when my dad was deeply sleeping we could hear him singing in both English and Chinese, with intermissions of reflection between snores.
My dad’s passions serve as a solid foundation for my own life. His travels and experiences a framework for me to model myself upon. I lived in Europe in reflection of my dad’s fond travels there as a young man. I pursue a PhD because I remember my father’s own dedication of bettering himself and those around him through education. His own drive to leave an impoverished life in a developing Singapore so long ago to forge his way through Europe and find love and life in Canada is truly the hero’s journey. His mentor-ship provided me the means to trace his footsteps back through Europe to ultimately find myself building a life in Singapore – my father’s motherland.
Husband, father, brother, friend. Just 4 of the ways Eugene expressed himself so adeptly. I have never known anyone to be so selfless and full of life, passion and dedication in service to the ones in his charge. His bother’s and sister can attest to this and my mother and I have never known otherwise. Eugene Koh was a man who defined himself through his commitment to others. Such is the type of life we should all celebrate and remember. Dad I love you so much and I miss you.
Jeffrey Koh Dec. 2009







smallcaps 06:01 on August 15, 2009 Permalink
and in response to a fellow student regarding his un-replaceable activity – Dreaming: