Kamol Nuntalogawithoon

One of my vivid childhood memory was riding with Soi Jek Kamol taking me to school on his motorbike in Bangkok. I was likely around 7 or 8 years old and it was the first time that I was allowed to ride in the front. To feel the rush of the wind as we traversed the busy streets was so fun. He was my closest uncle because my father left for the US when I was only a year old. I was glad to have Soi Jek nearby. I am grateful his kindness and support. Rest in peace krub.