He wasn’t just a grumpy, complaining old man.
He was a boy, grown up without the love of a father.
He was a young man who chose to leave his study to be an obedient son.
He was a doting husband who loved his wife in his simple ways.
He was a father trying his best to feed and educate his children.
He was a proud grandpa, from the first grandchild to the ones following her.
He was a scholar and a seller. A layman yet a thinker.
He was the man glued in front of the television for quiz shows.
He was the child in a man’s body who loved fairs and games.
He was stubborn yet loving in the only way that he knew how.
He was far from perfect but he was my Dad.
Rest in Peace, Papa.TRESNA HADI TANUSONDJAJA
(23 February 1937 – 5 June 2011)
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Death leaves a hearthache no-one can heal, love leaves a memory no-one can steal. Sincere condolences Arry.
Turut berduka cita, Ko Arry.
Ko Arry turut berduka cita ya..
turut berduka cita ko Arry Tanusondjaja..
*hugs* i don’t know what else to say, but my thoughts and prayers are with you during this period.
I’m so sorry Arry. Am thinking of you.
So sorry for your loss Arry. My thoughts and prayers go out to you and your family.
Turut berduka cita, ko Arry.
hi Ary, turut berduka ya… be strong and keep the faith, pass my regards to ibu lina.. God bless.