Birth date: Jun 19, 1922 Death date: Mar 27, 2013
William Pon Chin was born on June 19, 1922 and passed away peacefully on Wednesday March 27, 2013. His early years were spent in Boston, and later his family moved to New York where he graduated from Stuyvesant High School. Afterw Read Obituary
I remember Uncle Bill as the gentle, quite uncle who always had time to talk. Whenever, I walked in, I was always greeted by his kind smile. He will be missed and remembered fondly. We send the Chin Family lots of warmth and strength during this difficult time.Lots of Love,Kristina, Dennis, Aidan, Alec and Kami Israelski
I have many fond memories of over forty years of Thanksgivings, Christmases, weddings, birthdays, and other special occasions spent with the Chin family as â??adoptedâ? cousins. Of course, my sister and I were always at the kidsâ?? table with our generation while my parents, Rita and Joseph, were at the grown-up table with the Chin siblings â?? Uncle Warren and Auntie May, Auntie Helen and Uncle Wing, Auntie Jean, Uncle George and Auntie Eva, and Uncle Bill and Auntie Jennie. In particular, I remember Uncle Billâ??s smile, laughter and jokes at the â??grown upâ? table which would always make my parents laugh. On a personal note, I have always been a car enthusiast and very keenly remember as a teenager Uncle Billâ??s 1980s Buick LeSabre. I thought he was pretty cool. Kevin and I will miss him deeply. – Jaime Jue & Kevin Cornelius
Our memories of Uncle Bill was hearing how he enjoyed planning his trips to Las Vegas and Reno with Auntie Jennie. They enjoyed participating in the video poker tournaments. One year we were able to meet Uncle Bill and Auntie Jennie at Harrah's Reno to have dinner and celebrate Auntie Jennie's birthday. We had a great Italian dinner and later had fun at the slot machines. We don't remember any big jackpots but a good time was had by all.Auntie Jennie and our Chin cousins, our thoughts are with you during this difficult time.Love,Darlene and Eddie
I use to tease Uncle Bill about needing a chauffeur's cap, as for many years, he faithfully drove my mother May to and from their frequent sibling gatherings. For this, my mother was always grateful, as were the rest of us Ding kids.Uncle Bill (and Auntie Jennie) was always game for going out to eat. Some of the great restaurants we went to…Splendido's at the Embarcadero Center and Lehr's Greenhouse in San Francisco, going for Beef Wellington at this small place on Lombard Street, Il Pescatore at Jack London Square…Those were the days…I remember Uncle Bill would almost always order steak, something I could not understand. I wondered why he would select something that was so simple to make at home. Years later, when I was in my 50's, I had steak in a restaurant for the first time! It was SOOO good, I couldn't help but think of Uncle Bill and concede that he really did know what he was doing. Since then, when I have steak in a restaurant, of course, I think of Uncle Bill and smile to myself.I too received a set of pots from Uncle Bill. He and Auntie Jennie were getting ready to move from their place on Lakeside Drive, and I had brought over some lunch. Uncle Bill remembered that I had commented a long time before, how well a particular pot of theirs cooked, and how easy it was to clean. Well, he had put aside the pot I had used with its two conpanion pieces so that I could have them, if I wanted. Harvest gold and all, I love those pots!Thanks, Uncle Bill, for being so thoughtful.Love,Cyn
It is always a sad occasion when a loving relative or close friend passes on. Uncle Bill was a gentle, soft spoken individual who never seemed to let anything bother him. My wife Betsy and I have been married almost 50 years, and we still have and use a pot that Uncle Bill and Aunt Jennie gave us for our wedding. It is a Wear Ever pot, like the Wear Ever battery, it keeps going, and going, and going. We use the pot at least once or twice a week, and we will now think of Uncle Bill every time we use it.Our sincere sympathy goes out to the entire Chin family for this great loss.Al & Betsy Ding.
Bill was BIG brother. Mom always said to me "be like your brother Bill" she was so proud of him, so he became my role model and I aspired to be like him. I guess I was the pesky younger brother to him then but he never made me feel like that. When he went off into the Air Force during WW II I was so proud of him. During this time I entered into a growth spurt, ended up with "high water" pants, so Mom said I could wear Bill's civilian clothes.So I "requisitioned" all his good clothing.When he came home he saw what I had done but he never "griped" about it and even loaned me his leather flying jacket so I could show off at high school with it. When I was attending Cal Berkeley in the late 40's and he lived on Talbot St. in Berkeley, he & Jennie would invite me over for dinner if they knew I was studying late in Berkeley. That also included any buddies who were studying with me! Big brother taking care of little brother !!!He was never a "bossy" type of big brother but he was there if I needed him. He would calmly discuss the issues and give his advice. He was there when family problems arose. When my late wife May was in her final illness, he & Jennie would come by once a week to Moraga to help take care of her. He was with me at the hospital when May passed.He was my compassionate BIG BROTHER who helped guide me thru life and I will MISS him.Warren
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Although I haven't had the opportunity to know Mr. Chin, my sympathy goes out to his loved ones. Psalms 34:18 truly warms the heart because it says that Jehovah is near to those that are broken at heart; and those who are crushed in spirit he saves.
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To Auntie Jennie, the immediate family, and all those who were touched by him, Donna and I were saddened to hear of the loss of Uncle Bill recently. Our deepest condolences. While we have not seen him directly for quite a few years, I always remember his positive demeanor and spirit. I also vividly remember seeing both him and Auntie Jennie down in San Diego during my time in college. They traveled to SD each year to escape the colder weather up north. They stayed at the same place each year and usually got the same room! Occasionally, we would meet for lunch. They graciously picked up the tab since they reasoned that their fixed income was still higher than my "starving" student budget. OK, maybe it wasn't EXACTLY their explanation, but I recall enjoying our visit and and the fact that I was connecting with family, while living so far from home.Uncle Bill will certainly be missed, but I am certain that his constant blessing was always the family he saw grow because of him.Love,Brian & Donna Chin
