James Yuen Wong

In the quiet moments, praying the comfort and healing of gracious Lord give you peace and strength. May the beauty of cherished memories of your father live in your heart.

Although I've never had the pleasure or the honor of meeting Mr. Wong, my association with his eldest son Jeff has lead me to believe he must have been a conscientious and caring person as well as a technologically gifted person. Though these attributes might seem incongrous they stick out in my mind when I think of Jeff. Jeff and I have a weekly appointment and although his time is limited he has always patiently listened as I struggle with my own grief having lost my dad less than four...

James Wong was a very good man. I enjoyed conversations with him each time I visited the store on Kearny St. He was very enthusiastic about sports. My condolences to his family.

I remember meeting Mr. Wong for the first time at Jeff & Steve's store. As he shook my hand Steve said to him, "Dad, he's a comedian". Although he flashed a huge smile I could still see the sincerity that he obviously raised his sons with. And guess what?! He didn't ask me to tell him a JOKE! What a relief!!! I rarely saw him after that but I always asked Steve or Jeff about him and upon recieving the news of his passing I knew that we wouldn't have to worry about his boys because HE GOT THE...

My thoughts and prayers go out to you and your family!!!

Gentlepersons: It is with great sadness that I make the Carrol Family's entry in Jim's Guest Book as we have always held him in great esteem. Jim was one of my first acquaintances in SF after arriving here in 1977 as I was/am an inveterate runner and he was then the proprietor of the best running shoe shop in the SF Financial District on Kearny near my office at 650 California. He was a bright, dignified man who loved his family first, last and always and, even when I didn't need shoes, I'd...

the Eulogy
“FATHERS ARE PRECIOUS and they are often not fully appreciated until they are gone.”

My brother, Steve and I grew up in a very typical Chinese home. Dad worked and mom fed us and got us to school and back. Every night the entire family ate dinner together. And on the weekends we always spent time together. One my fondest memories growing up were those of our family regularly playing sports together at North Beach playground (on the concrete jungle). Our dad...

My uncle Jim was a wonderful man with the most generous heart. He was a dedicated and hard working husband, father, grandfather, uncle, business man, army veteran, coach and the list goes on... Even after I state all these things, there are no words to describe how amazing he was. God truely sent us an angel, but now it was this angel's time to go. I'm never going to say goodbye because goodbyes are for people who are never going to see one another again. This is more like a see you later....