Chiang-Liu Chen

I remember the day in late 1958 as clearly as if it were yesterday. My companion and I were knocking on doors as Mormon missionaries in Kaohsiung. One door was open; cages and tanks with tropical birds and fish lined the walls. We walked in without knocking; Chen Chiang-liu emerged speaking English. We taught him the gospel and he taught us Judo. Soon he was riding his rickety old bike to church with his spouse and daughters perched on top. "Judo Chen," as we called him, became a life long...

We LOVED Brother Chen. Several years ago, while commuting to church we enjoyed learning from this remarkable man. He was such good company and always interesting to visit with. We miss him. Our thoughts are with his family.