Joseph Wing Lae

I remember Joe my dad knew him , we use to visit his shop often , I bought my favorite incense burner I still have 50 years later , I lost my dad age 58 I told Joe he replied my dad was a young man , I always thought Joe was a great man I was a teenager when dad first brought me to Joes shop , he was a great man

Uncle Joe, I still miss you. I call Aunt Marie every now and then since I miss Mom and she is gone now too--it is like I am talking to Mom. I miss the wonderful warm welcome you always gave us when we got a chance to visit there, and the fabulous meals you cooked!! Say hi to Mom!!

I think of you often Uncle Joe. Just yesterday I was telling mom about the great memory I had of dad taking us by bus down to your store during the Rose Festival and how you would always reach into your pocket and give dad a few extra bucks for the rides and then we would return to your store and you would give us a soda out of the fridge I was always eyeballing. I also still get a chuckle when I think about when I asked you why you spelled your name Lae instead of Lee. And most recently,...

Wonderful photos! I'm so glad that I had the chance to meet Uncle Joe at least once. I learned to love him dearly from Mom, when she shared her many wonderful memories with the family. My heart is with you all.

Dear Joe: Thanks for your many kindnesses throughout the years. "The Revolution" will not be the same without you!

Joe - my archery master, outfitter and friend. I never told my dad about the robins. Thanks for my childhood.

I love you and miss you - Duff

Uncle Joe, You are a one of a kind special character and I will miss your wit and wisdom. You made the best Thanksgiving Turkey EVER. Peace to you and your family.

Lae Family,
Please know that I am thinking of you and all of your family at this difficult time. I am so pleased that Mr. Lae was able to see his new Great Grandson Toby Joseph, and that you all have the wonderful memory picture of the 4 generations.
Pina Brownson (Miranda's Aunt)

A fond memory of mine, Going to Antelope, Oregon on a shooting trip with Joe and his son, My best friend (Brian). Joe packed some delicious sanwiches, He called I believe dagwoods. I always enjoyed going to his store to visit. I will miss Joe, and having the occasional swisher sweet he so enjoyed.