Assist Her Lor's Family in Their Time of Need

Greeting:

I am here on behalf of my family today to ask for assistance for my dad's funeral.

Introduction:

My dad's name is Her Lor or Noj Tuam Lauj.

He was born in Thailand on March 12, 1962, and passed away on Sunday morning, November 24, 2024, at 04:20 am.

Personality:

My dad wasn't as much of a talker, but when it came to showing his love for his loved ones, he was more of an action type. To him, action speaks more than words, and it does. He has shown me and the family that no matter how hard life is, if you are willing to give it your best and do what you can for others, that is all that matters. He has never said he loved me or my siblings, but he would take specific actions to show it or say other words.

For instance, Dad would call any of us to ensure we got home safely and always open the door for us. He also habitually watched the cameras at home to make it known that we always had someone waiting for us.

Dad was always so self-sacrificing that it was frustrating to see him try so hard for us when it came to the family.

Vietnam War Veteran:

My dad was a sergeant in the army during the Vietnam War, helping to assist the United States of America. Even now, he is highly regarded by his companions.

Work-Life:

My dad worked at Leviton as an operator for 15+ years. He was regarded as an extremely hard worker and was cherished by his supervisor and management for his dedication. He worked until his illness prevented him from doing so. Even after he retired and received disability, Leviton would call him back occasionally and ask if he could come back and work as part of maintenance.

Last 15 years of his life:

My dad fought for his life for 15 years since his first symptoms of lung disease. Even during his first couple of years with lung disease, he kept going to work despite feeling constant pain with his breathing. I recall him saying that what was on his mind was that he just wanted to ensure we were cared for and didn't have to worry about not having a roof over our heads. At that time, my dad was the primary income for my family growing up due to the number of siblings there were.

Please help us celebrate the life of my dad who had a big heart.

Peb txiv yog ib tug neeg muaj lub siab loj. Hnub no tsis muaj peb txiv los hlub peb lawm.