My great-grandfather was the one of the first expatriate doctors in Malaysia. He built up his reputation, and ended up chairing the Family Planning Association after the British occupation. We learnt about that Family Planning thing briefly in Sejarah. He was awarded the Order of the British Empire (OBE) from the Queen and Justice of the Peace from the Agong.
One thing I can say about him (since I was born after he passed away) is that he invested wisely. He bought a lot (and I mean A LOT) of property, and he gave each of his children and grandchildren a piece (or more) of their own. These properties were cheap back then, but now are…well…Ampang, KL centre, Pantai etc. Some of his buys include the Coliseum and those double story bungalow-restaurants along Jalan Dungun.
He also was a kind man, and an incredibly gifted doctor. He invented the machine that detects bullets in the body when a person has been shot.
He had 6 children before his wife (my great grandmother) died. After a few years, he married her cousin’s stepdaughter and had two more children. (One of them is the aunt I work for)
Most of his children died before the age of 60. The eldest son, a doctor, had a rare blood disorder: 1 in 10 million get it. He died shortly after he got married.
The second child died at the age of 9. A car knocked her down when she was on holiday.
Another daughter developed cancer and went to England for treatment. She came back and resumed her teaching position at Victoria Institution. She then had to go back to England for treatment, and died there. Her body was flown back, and her casket had an army escort back to her house. The house was overflowing, and VI was closed for half a day for students and teachers to attend the funeral.
They hired a photographer who took pictures every single second, so when put together in an album, its like a movie!
Another son, an architect, died of a heart attack. He had no history of heart illness, but one day just didn’t wake up. His wife initially thought he was joking around. He was only 42.
My grandmother (my dad’s mom, my mom’s dad’s cousin) had an Auto Immune Disease. When I was a year old she passed away, just after they found out that she had developed liver cancer. She was the first to die after 60.
The one who lived the longest was 72 when he died : God’s promised age. He was the first Malaysian to go to the Antarctic, and the head of the Chemistry Department. He developed a “brain stroke”. He had lapses where he could not remember anything, or was disorientated and confused. Finally, he fell brain dead, and they decided to take him off the ventilator after a week or so.
The second wife’s children are still alive: One’s a concert pianist. The other’s my aunt who is a Hematologist. She was the Director of the Blood Bank. She developed cancer, which spread throughout her system, but she battled it and recovered. She’s a spokesperson for battling cancer.
So yeah...that's it!
Quite scary hor! Everyone dying so early.
I'm watching Bones...SO FARNEE! :D
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