Words from John DeHart:
We are in the business of caring. And we care for thousands of people. And every so often we get he call to care for one of our own.
2 months ago we lost a “Superman.” Milton was one of a kind. Special in so many ways; to so many people. One month has passed, and I miss him. I walk by the big pink door in our office with his name on it (the door to our “Milton Wong” room) and I think how much fun he (we) would have if he was in here, surrounded by the ” buzz” and “energy” of what is happening here at Nurse Next Door.
I was asked to say a few words at his service. Here are those words.
“We live our life in pictures, snapshots in time. Moments that come, and then they are gone. But captured in these moments, are images that are forever etched in our minds, and these images are the ones that touch our hearts and stay with us always.
My snapshot of Milt, the one that grabs my heart and tugs at it, was one when he was nearing his last days. Weak from treatments and fightingvaliantly, it was – I now know – his last stand.
We were having one of our many, what I call, mind jousts. A conversation full of ideas, back and forth, and then I saw it, an idea caught hold in his mind, and that special sparkle came that special sparkle in Milts eye, that everyone in here knows, that sparkle that would catch hold of his
imagination, a sparkle unlike any I have known.
A smile crept across his face. His eyes opened a little wider, he sat up a bit straighter, he stood and then he began to pace, just like he had done in so many of our visits over the 25 yrs I knew him.
And in that brief moment He was filled with childlike wonder and delight. And like few in this world, he would then take that idea into place in his mind, into the future, a place where few could go.
And Milt used this special ability to make this world a better place. It’s how he put his dent on the universe. Its how he made his change.
Yes, he was a great business man. But he was a better human being.
Yes he was smart. And visionary. But it was his heart that made him different.
And that is what I loved so much about him – never cynical, never pessimistic. Always a capacity for wonderment, I try to learn from that, still.
It was this rare combination of smarts, heart and childlike wonderment, that truly made his lasting impact on all of us here today.
We all know how lucky we are all to have had him in our life, but I wonder, I wonder how many of us in this room even understand the real impact he has had on us, and will only come to learn in it in the years ahead. I know I don’t. yet.
I met Milton, it was through my Uncle Robert, his business partner at MK Wong. They were sort of like the yin and the yang. Best of friends, best of business partners. I will always remember the story of how Uncle Robert was on a fishing holiday, far up the BC coast on his boat, seemingly in the middle of no where, and no one knowing is where abouts. When a helicopter appeared. And it came closer and closer, until it was right on top of his boat, hovering 20 feet above. And as he looked up, there was Milton, hanging out of a window, megaphone in hand yelling :”Bob, we need your help now!”
He wasn’t letting a fishing vacation get in the way of what needed to be done. Milton lived life to
the fullest and didn’t ever let small-thinking get in his way. A challenge was an opportunity in disguise and he always saw it that way.
So how do I end a tribute to such a great human being? I asked myself this while I sat quietly in my office, writing these words. And then I looked up on our wall, where right in front of me, were words that perfectly described who Milton was.
Here are those slightly edited words:
‘Who Is Nurse Next Door
He wears a smile like a favorite t- shirt.
Like any great friend, he does what he says he is going to do – he’s action not talk.
He is light on his toes and has a heart big enough to keep up a community’s, a provinces, a country’s pulse.
Infusing calm and order into the situation is like breathing to him. He likes clear conversations.
He’s a love bandit and cooks masterful meals to share with his friends and family just because.’
Milt was one of a kind.
We will all miss him greatly, but no one will feel the impact like Fei or like Elizabeth, Sarah and Andrea will. And all I can say to you is this:
Take comfort in the conversations you have with people who know him. Seek them out. Ask people to share with you those snapshots in time of their relationship with your dad, and if you do this, over time, this is a way to keep him alive in your heart.
Milt, we miss you”