Andrew Wong

It is so difficult to say goodbye to this young man, who I met in 2016 at a co-working space in NYC. He was 28. I was 63. I called him Andrew, while everyone else used, "Andy." He called me "Rick," while I preferred Richard. Despite the differences, he was the kind of person who could become an instant and longtime friend. As, he did. We had lunch together every year that we could, since then. Last was only a year ago at a favorite place we'd found in Koreatown, NYC. I took a photo that day,...

Ann, I remember our times together with Andy and Tim many years ago at Moravian Academy. I was so sad to hear about Andy. Please know you are in my thoughts everyday. Kate Haney

May the love of friends and family carry you through your grief. Our sincerest sympathy. We hope the passing of time helps to heal your broken hearts.

To all who loved this special man, we send our deepest sympathy. No words can heal your hearts, but we know he was loved and isn’t that all one can ask for in this life

Dear Loving family of Andy...as longtime neighbors and friends we fondly recall the birth Andy and what a joy he was to all. Our young families shared many special times together. In recent years he would frequently visit his childhood home with his wife Sloane. It was heartwarming to watch them take their dog, Evie for a neighborhood walk, spend time with his dad, Henry and help with chores. We will sadly miss Andy's presence across the way. With heavy hearts we send our prayers and love to...

“His absence is like the sky, spread over everything.”
C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed