Is there words to describe the grief that fills our hearts at the loss of the person most precious and dear to us in all the world? The only comfort is that you are no longer in any pain or stress, and the troubles of this worlds can no longer harm you. We go on knowing that one day you will come take our hands when we too pass from this life and join by your side forever...We love you, Henry Wilson Unga, forever. 'Ofa Atu.

Forever loved and always missed. There will always be a place for you in our hearts Daddy. Gone From My Sight I am standing upon the seashore.A ship at my side spreads his whitesails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. He is an object of beauty and strength I stand and watch him until at length he hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other Then someone at my side says;\"There, he is gone!\" \"Gone where?\"Gone from my sight. That is all.He is just as large in mast and hulland spar as he was when he left my sideand he is just as able to bear hisload of living freight to his destined port.His diminished size is in me, not in him. And just at the moment when someoneat my side says, \"There, he is gone!\"There are other eyes watching him coming,and other voices ready to take up the glad shout,\"Here he comes!\" And that is dying. Henry Van Dyke

A wonderful Father, Husband and Grandfather. You will alway's be missed and loved by us all.