Wednesday, November 6, 2024

Disappointed But Not Surprised

As the election started getting closer, I knew the chances of Harris winning were slim… so I was already resigned to it before the night even started. I used to go to church with White Republican Evangelicals in California and I could see by their social media that none of Trump’s racist and misogynistic antics, January 6th, or his military leaders’ warnings were a deterrent for their vote. That’s how I knew how the swing states would go. They and the pundits will say that it came down to the economy/inflation, or immigration, or anti-abortion policies… But really I see and know that basically America is not great, has never been that great  - Built on stolen land on the backs of slaves, an electoral system that caters to a minority of states, racist prison institutions and police policies, excessive military spending, funding and weaponry to Israel who commit war crimes with our tax dollars, villainization of immigrants, dismissal of public education, banning of books, corporate owned media conglomerates….  I could go on and on but you get the picture. Basically they bought Trump’s lies because they wanted to, because he called on their baser instincts.

The one good thing is that now none of us will continue under the illusion that “this is not who we are.” In 2016, Democrats could say, “Oh they just don’t know how bad he is.”  Can’t say that anymore - he quadrupled down with the ugliness and they voted for him nonetheless. So yes, this is exactly who America is. I will continue to live in California and do what I can locally, I will still love my neighbors (going to a different church helps immensely), and I will still strive to do God’s work where I can.

My daughter asked me how I’m taking this election outcome, and I told her I’m mostly sad for all my friends and family that didn’t see this coming… that are in despair.  For those of you, please know that I’m still going to fight the good fight, and I hope you will join me when you’re ready.

Wednesday, July 24, 2024

Thoughts on Election 2024

In the past month, the election news cycle has gone a bit crazy with the assassination attempt on Trump and Biden stepping aside.  It's as if Trump was declared the next President just because he survived an assassination attempt. I'm glad he survived because the last thing we need is for him to be a martyr.  His followers already treat him like the second coming, buying his autographed Bibles and other ridiculous antics like wearing bandages over their ears. 

As for Biden, I'll admit that I was okay with how he was handling his position until he gave full throated support to Benjamin Netanyahu, providing arms and funding to kill Palestinian civilians (over 39 thousand currently). I don't care if he stutters and has verbal gaffes as long as his Administration gets the job done.  The Biden Administration passed infrastructure, capped insulin, formed an Office of Gun Violence Prevention, drafted a new anti-redlining framework, etc. It's not his age that turned me and many other voters off. It was his stubborn support of Netanyahu. Sure, he's starting to realize how out-of-control Netanyahu is, but it's kind of "too little too late." To me, his support of Netanyahu is akin to FDR's imprisonment of Japanese Americans during WWII. A lot of people will think Biden was great just like they remember FDR, but they both have stains on their records. 

Perhaps the poor debate performance is what finally tipped the scales for establishment Democratic leaders to nudge him out... but what many still fail to realize is that there has to be a real change in policy for the younger voters to care. There needs to be a permanent cease fire, or at least a cessation of U.S. arms and funding to Israel. The George Floyd Act needs to be passed as more Black people like Sonya Massey continue to be needlessly killed by police officers. The COVID-19 Hate Crimes Act (crimes against mostly AAPI) was passed, but I have to wonder why it's taking so long to pass the George Floyd Act. It is way past time for this.  The cynic in me believes that passing the COVID-19 Hate Crimes Act was just another way to make AAPI the "Model Minority" again - to pit groups against each other.

Now on to Kamala Harris...  As I told some of my friends, many young people just see her as another cop who imprisoned a lot of POC. I read a few old articles and found out she grew up in Berkeley and her mom was an activist. She first went into law because her high school friend was being molested and her Mom took the friend in.  So I believe she went into it with the right motives - to get the molesters, fraudsters, etc.  And that's probably why Trump can't stand her - because he knows he can't fool her.  So what do some of the Trump followers do? They start saying she's a DEI hire, or that she slept her way to the top, etc. It's as if they've forgotten how Trump was born to money and admittedly "grabbed them by the pussy."

Can she beat Trump? Maybe.  I am cautiously optimistic, but I am well aware that there are many Americans that are just as misogynistic and xenophobic as Trump. He is just their mouthpiece.  Before Biden stepped aside, I figured I could vote my conscience with Cornel West because California will go blue no matter what. But if I lived in a swing state, I would probably vote blue just to keep Trump out of office.  I hate the electoral college because it's like I get no say in Presidential elections. They only care about people in the swing states, and that really sucks. So for anybody out there who lives in a swing state, I'm hoping you won't vote for Trump because I can see our rights going down the tubes with the likes of Trump, Marjorie Taylor Greene, JD Vance, etc. Americans are like the parent on an airplane going down - you need to put on your oxygen mask before helping others. Likewise, you and I may not like Harris' position on Gaza (although I'm hearing she's more sympathetic to the Palestinians), but we can't help anybody if our own citizenry keeps spiraling down. There are some folks that think we have to hit rock bottom before we can turn it around, and they may be right. But I grew up during the Civil Rights era, and I don't want to let those past heroes' efforts go to waste if I can help it.

Friday, May 24, 2024

Berkeley Times Tributes to Clifford Wong - May 23, 2024 (Alphabetical Order)




 

I met Cliff Wong at Burbank Junior High in 1959 when I was a 7th grader. Cliff knew my parents and so did Mr. Dwight who was the principal of Burbank at that time. I was a fearful child - I was never in trouble and I was scared of my shadow. I went on to Berkeley High and graduated in 1965. I got a scholarship to college and graduated in 1969.

I started teaching P.E. In 1969 at Berkeley High. Cliff, then principal of Berkeley High, remembered me from Burbank. Cliff always watched over me and took me under his wing. He encouraged me to teach in Model School A in 1971, an alternative school to Berkeley High school. I taught there from 1971-1974, and then he encouraged me to do Student Activities. Cliff always saw more in me than I saw in myself. I was Student Activities Director at Berkeley High from 1972-1992, Vice Principal at Willard Jr. High from 1992-1994, Vice Principal of Longfellow Jr. High from 1994-2002, and Vice Principal of Berkeley High from 2002-2006.

I am sharing my story with you because I am who I am because Cliff Wong took me under his wing. Cliff taught me how to be tough but to be kind in the process of doing my job. He taught me to never forget where I came from. He taught me to be good-humored as I did my job. Cliff always said to treat staff and students well, and have integrity in whatever I did in the workplace. Cliff told me I was his adopted black daughter.  I was so proud when he told me that. He also told me how proud he was of me for how I did my job.  I wanted you to know my work journey. I was who I was because Cliff Wong took me under his wing.  When he died I felt like I lost a family member.  I was blessed and fortunate to know such a wonderful person as Cliff Wong. 

 - Thelette Bennett, Adopted Black Daughter and Retired Middle School and Berkeley High School VP

     

Cliff was that rare administrator who was beloved by both teachers and students, yet you mentioned neither.  I will speak for myself and I think you should seek out others for the record.  I was President of the Berkeley Federation of Teachers in the 70’s and served as chief negotiator for the BFT into the 80s. Cliff was always honest at the table and worked to find a way to create policy that was acceptable to both sides.  I negotiated against a number of other administrators and lawyers and never found another who had the integrity of Cliff Wong. A different, but still admiring, view of him was held by students and teachers when he was principal.  Students respected him, not only
because he had a black belt, but also because he made things work. When he was principal, BHS had a 10-period day and was tear-gassed during the People’s Park riots.  The school didn’t just survive, it thrived.  Cliff needs to be inducted into the BHS Hall of Fame.

– Judith Bodenhausen, Former Teacher at Berkeley High and President of the Berkeley Federation of Teachers

 

Cliff Wong was a master problem solver.  I worked with Cliff during the time I was in the Human Resources Department and Cliff was hired as a consultant to support our office.  There are many personnel issues that can be solved early on and employees and students can experience a supportive environment to learn and grow. When issues came forward, there were times when a lot of details or information was missing from an initial report making it difficult to figure out what was really going on.  I  would discuss reports with Cliff and he would generally tell me he would get back to me.  Cliff had contacts everywhere in the District and in the community and was trusted by almost everyone.  I soon found out that he would show up at school sites or other workplaces and chat with this person and that person and find out what was really going on.  Cliff would then wander into my office with the smile that only Cliff had with incredible details.  We would then figure out ways to problem solve situations for staff or families at the earliest time so that success for all was possible.  Cliff could go anywhere and build a trusting relationship in an instant which made a huge difference for the culture of the entire school community. 

Mary Buttler, Berkeley USD Director of Human Resources, Retired

 

Cliff Wong was unique among education leaders in many respects, but one of my favorites was that Cliff moved slowly.  In my experience, this was not a function of age, but instead an outgrowth of integrity and care.  When Cliff walked into a room he greeted everyone, he took a moment to connect, to shake your hand and to look you in the eyes.  He asked how you were doing, and genuinely cared about the response. In a conversation he would take notes, but you knew he was listening because every once in a while he would look up with those piercing eyes and ask an equally piercing question.  Something that made you stop and think and sometimes realize there was an aspect of the situation you had not thought about.  And he would wait for the answer and ponder it before perhaps asking another hard question. In a world full of emails, phones ringing, texts buzzing and deadlines abounding, you always had the feeling that the issue you were there to discuss was the most important thing, and the only thing on Cliff’s mind. He had such a big picture view that he could play the role of staff person to the principals’ union, and, at times, Acting Assistant Superintendent for Human Resources equally well and with equal positive outcomes.  What informed this big picture view?  In my experience, it was values like honesty, integrity and seeing all sides in a situation, and then looking for a solution that best served students.  When Cliff was in HR and I was leading the teachers’ union we worked together to resolve complaints and grievances.  Cliff treated everyone at the table with respect and dignity, even when the situation, or an involved individual, was escalated. He did not exacerbate the atmosphere, but he also did not downplay the seriousness of some of the complaints being investigated.  Nothing got past him, but he showed compassion as well.  He was like that wise judge we all wish we had when a conflict needs resolving.  I learned a lot from watching his calm resolve, his ability to speak the truth when needed and his firm moral compass.  Cliff made more contributions to Berkeley public education than can be listed, and often in ways that were never seen.  He will be missed.

– Cathy Campbell, BFT president, Retired


As an employee of Berkeley Unified School District for 40 years, serving as both teacher and administrator (Malcolm X School Principal for over 20 years), Cliff was not only my uncle, but my mentor and confidant throughout my life and career. Not knowing him, one might be forgiven for thinking that he might have given me, his niece in the district, extra attention or a helping hand. But Cliff was tough on me, perhaps tougher, because he wanted and expected the best from me.

As long as I can remember, from my earliest childhood to the present, I have always admired and respected Cliff for his leveled-headedness and deep experience in the district. Cliff’s ability to show good judgement followed him throughout his entire career.  Whenever I was at a critical juncture where I needed to make an important decision, I would call him up for guidance.  The conversation that I remember the most was at a very pivotal time in my career. I was already Principal of Malcolm X School for around 15 years, and I sought out Cliff’s advice on whether I should move on to middle school administration. He strongly advised me not to move because he felt that there was so much more I could accomplish if I remained at Malcolm X School. He was right!   The district was moving towards major reconfiguration from K-3, 4-5, 6-9, to K-5, 6-8, high school. Malcolm X was in the position of having to build our reputation to grow from an already solid 4-6 intermediate school to a solid K-5 school. There were so many positive achievements our team would have missed in my career if I moved. I can still hear Cliff’s booming voice now, going up several decibels, but always giving me thoughtful and relevant advice along with a witty rejoinder.  He always ended our conversations with kind words, letting me know how much he supported me.

Many of our conversations were rich and passionate, as we both shared a loyalty to BUSD.  Cliff would approach everything with humor making wisecracks, leaving many of us rolling our eyes and laughing our heads off.  Cliff had a huge impact on my life and career and I will forever cherish our relationship.  He was most definitely one of a kind and I loved him deeply.  He will be missed.

Cheryl Chinn, Niece, Former UBA Board President and Retired Malcolm X Principal 

 

I remember meeting Cliff when I was hired in 1988 and he was the Associate Superintendent of Instructions at Berkeley Unified School District. I remember collaborating with Cliff on two major issues: the California State Department of Education noncompliance on services to students whose first language is not English and a lawsuit from parents of the same English as a Second Language (ESL) students that went to trial. There was a lot of work to do to get into compliance and you encouraged and advised me on how to approach the more challenging school principals.  After many intense long work hours, we were found in compliance with the California State Department of Education and the school district won the lawsuit. 

I observed the special long relationship you had with your secretary Eva Hayes. I saw the two of you as the dynamic duo. You showed your loyalty, compassion, and support to her when her husband passed away and then her daughter and son passed. You took care of her estate as she aged and you found live-in home caregivers for her and oversaw all her affairs with such devotion and care. 

I had the honor of continuing our precious friendship after both of us retired from Berkeley Unified. We enjoyed staying connected with our lunch gatherings and special family celebrations you were able to attend. I cherished our close and special friendship throughout the 35 years and I appreciated very much how much you provided me guidance and support.

Lori Chinn, Retired Manager of the BUSD Bilingual Education Program

 

Cliff didn’t appear charming right away but, once I got to know him, I appreciated his friendly gruffness. I first met Cliff at Berkeley High when I was starting up their ESL program. I came from San Francisco which was more conservative and I was a little taken aback by his casualness and kidding around. I was a little shy and Cliff had a booming voice which projected, so I wasn’t sure how to approach and talk to him. The halls were a little narrow so I would even walk sideways down the hall to avoid bumping shoulders with him. With time, I realized that, behind the gruffness,  he was kind and concerned. He would encourage me to explain my thinking, and listen quietly when I answered his questions. We would bat around different ideas and I became comfortable asking for things. I adopted some of Cliff’s style to help the kids be comfortable. I learned to help shy kids by drawing out their needs and listening like Cliff did. At the same time, I could banter with the gruff kids to help build rapport.  I miss his friendly gruffness.


 Marcelle Ching, Retired ESL Teacher at Berkeley High and Elementary

 

Cliff Wong was the Associate Superintendent of Curriculum when I met with him as a parent. I came away from the meeting thinking that he put students first. Years later, when I was a school board director, Cliff came back to the district from retirement to be the Interim Superintendent. The transition from one Superintendent to another was seamless because Cliff knew the school community well,having served in many positions over his long career. Employees throughout the district loved, admired and respected Cliff. The Berkeley Unified School District is like a family. Cliff was the proud father of us all leading with optimism and encouragement. Cliff put everyone first.


Pamela Doolan, Former School Board Director

 

Mr. Wong was my friend, mentor and encourager - I’m old school and could never call him Cliff.  He was my supervisor when I was a Clerk in Personnel who was responsible for calling substitute teachers. I would start calling substitutes at 6. Instead of requiring that I go into the office so early, Mr. Wong had a phone installed in my home so that I could call substitutes the evening before or in the early morning from home until 8 am, and then go into the office to finish up. He was a compassionate leader and looked out for his staff. Sometimes he would get someone from another department to cover our department so that he could take us to lunch as a treat. He was supportive of people in the office which was important because working in Personnel can be stressful at times. One time a teacher didn’t notify me on time that he would be absent, so there was no teacher in his classroom. I was upset and Mr. Wong talked to me and asked if the teacher had called in on time. When I replied “No,” Mr. Wong told me to lighten up and that it wasn’t the end of the world.

He encouraged me to apply for other positions. These positions required a test to be administered – I knew the material, but I didn’t test well so I hesitated to apply. Mr. Wong called me into his office and asked if I wanted the particular position.  “Can you do the job?” he asked. When I replied yes, he said, “I also believe you can do the job, so apply for the position. What are you afraid of?”  I replied, “Nothing.” Because of his encouragement, I applied for the position and was selected.

Mr. Wong was always very approachable so I was comfortable going to him for advice. He was always truthful. I didn’t always like his answer, but he was usually right. I always knew he would be honest with me, and so I always had to ask myself if I really wanted the truth before talking to him. He wasn’t demeaning or condescending, he would just say “Well, I don’t think that’s for you.” He had confidence in people’s strengths and he always supported me. He also would call you out on something if he thought you were out of line. He didn’t sugar-coat the truth but was compassionate. He told you the truth so that it would improve you. That’s why I call him my friend, mentor and encourager.

-        Queen Graham, Executive Assistant to the Superintendent and Board of Education, Retired


My life expanded when Cliff Wong joined the Executive Board of the Union of Berkeley Administrators (UBA) as our consultant/negotiator. I soon felt a deep sense of connection to him, I think due to his openness and wry, often irreverent sense of humor. I’d sat on both sides of the table during prior negotiations which were often unproductive. In contrast, when Cliff led our team, his intelligence and depth of knowledge of BUSD history coupled with his humorous and selfless tone engendered feelings of cooperation and collaboration to the whole room, making it a safe place for us to accomplish the hard work that needed to be done.  When I think of Cliff, I see him smiling with his head tilted back as he laughed, often at our own follies but always with the care and kindness that were an integral part of him. I feel so lucky to have known Cliff but I find the world a lesser place without him.  

Susan Hodge, Principal of Emerson Elementary School and UBA Member, Retired

 

I attended Berkeley High School and graduated in 1971.  During this time, your father, Clifford Wong was our principal.  My memories of this period are quite vivid.  The United States was in the midst of the Civil Rights Movement and Berkeley was a focal point not only for our community but for the country.  Integration and bussing had begun, and the Cal campus was the hub for the Berkeley Free Speech Movement led by Mario Savio.  Often, demonstrations would begin on the steps of Sproul Hall and move from the Cal campus to City Hall marching right through the Berkeley High Campus.  Needless to say, we had our share of civil unrest.

With social discontent as a backdrop, Principal Wong was able to lead a racially diverse student body through very difficult times.  He had assembled a talented faculty that was able to teach essential subjects while having the flexibility to adapt to the chaos that often interrupted our studies.  I found Principal Wong to be a man of quiet strength who seemed to have the right answers to our youthful questions.  I think if you were to poll the members of my 900+ graduating class the majority would say Clifford Wong had their respect.  What a great legacy to have left following an amazing career!  

I was a member of an undefeated BHS basketball team comprised of a racially diverse group of players.  I have always thought that our team’s ability to work together not only as basketball players, but as people, helped the student body as well as the Bay Area community become more accepting.  Mr. Wong was such a great supporter of our efforts that I will always be grateful!  He will be missed but wonderfully remembered!

 - John Lambert, Former BHS Student, Professional Basketball Player and VP/Financial Advisor at Morgan Stanley, Retired

 

Cliff served as advisor and chief negotiator for Union of Berkeley Administrators (UBA) for many years. He was an invaluable mentor. His encyclopedic knowledge of BUSD history was unmatched. In all of his interactions—-whether in district negotiations or in guiding UBA leadership—-he maintained a sense of warmth, humor, and integrity. He was a tough negotiator who always walked away from the table with a handshake and a kind word. Cliff continued to care deeply about the leadership of BUSD for decades after his retirement. I could text or call any time and he always started by asking questions to understand the nuance of the issue, listened attentively, and then offered sage advice which often included one or more BUSD historical references to provide context to his advice. And then he ended the call asking me how I was doing, always taking a personal interest in each of us. He will be missed!


 Janet Levenson, Former King Middle School Principal and UBA Board Member

I am full of gratitude for Uncle Cliff’s loving guidance in all aspects of my life. I grew up in Berkeley, attending Franklin elementary school when he was a teacher at Burbank Jr. High. He made it a point to attend my annual Halloween parades on San Pablo Street and would wave at me each time. I was shy and embarrassed and hid behind my costume, but appreciated how Uncle looked out for me and made me feel important.

Every Monday night was my mom’s day off from a local Chinese Restaurant and, because he was taking an evening class in Berkeley, my mother would make home cooked Chinese meals with his favorite dishes. The pattern was so obvious, my father would jealously comment, “This must be Monday night and your brother Cliff must be coming over!”

In 1972, I got my first teaching job in Berkeley Unified School District. For 33 years thereafter, Uncle Cliff mentored me as I rose through the ranks, ultimately taking on his previous position as Assistant Superintendent. I remember him handing me his leftover business cards with the same title four years later!

Berkeley Unified has always been in the forefront of change and questioning the status quo, and Uncle Cliff was always the steady captain guiding the ship. I spent 22 years attending principal meetings in which he steered and guided us through huge challenges…desegregation, grade configuration, negotiations, the passage of the first parcel tax, bilingual education. His agendas were linear, with time specific allocations. Whenever someone was going over their time, he would always find a way to intervene. With the persistent “Cheung hay-ers (Long-winded people in Cantonese),” I could tell that he would coach them offline by giving them “the look” as a signal. His relationship with the teacher’s union leadership was uncanny….cantankerous at times, but always with deep mutual respect. As the chief negotiator of all three (which grew to five) unions, he masterfully addressed proposals and articles that an outsider would perceive as nontraditional and bordering unreasonable.

Uncle Cliff’s unconditional guidance and sense of humor will always live in my heart, and I will always be grateful for him giving his best even during the worst of times. He’s earned those heavenly Chinese meals that I know my Mah had ready for him when he arrived to join her and our other loved ones.  

                                                  Chris Lim, Niece and Former Associate Superintendent BUSD


I grew up in Berkeley and knew Cliff Wong was my principal at Berkeley High, but I mostly saw him at functions with my mom (Ramona Maples) who worked with him for 34-35 years in the school district. Mr. Wong and I always spoke cordially to one another. I never had to go to the Principal’s Office because I played basketball and had to behave and keep my grades up to be on the team. That was when Berkeley High was big in basketball and the team participated in the annual regional Tournament of Champions at the Oakland Coliseum every year from 1966-75 (won championship in 1970 and 1971), starting with Phil Chenier. Talking with the other kids, there were no bad vibes about Mr. Wong – he was cool.

-        Roland Maples, former Berkeley High School Student, USPS Customer Service Supervisor, Retired 

 

Cliff, aka “Trout,” was about 8 years older than me. I idolized him as a youth, worked with him at the Berkeley Schools, and played poker with him for over 40 years. We grew up in San Francisco Chinatown back when Chinese people rarely left the neighborhood due to discrimination.  Trout, his brother, Tuna, and their brother-in-law Pete Lum all played basketball for the San Francisco Saints. When they played twice a week at the Rec Center, it was truly like “The Saints were Marching In.” Forget about homework and mundane chores! The Saints were coming to town! They were my superstars long before the Rick Berry’s and Steph Curry’s. To watch their games at the Rec Center was a gift. Trout, the “All City” diminutive point guard graduate from Commerce High and teammates triumphed over many bigger opponents. In my world, the Saints never lost.

In my professional career, nobody was more tough (yet fair) on me than Cliff. When I started, I learned that Cliff was the “big-bad” P.E. teacher at Burbank Jr. High. Rumor had it that baby taps on the fanny were his effective disciplinary modes. No one could prove it, but comments from many of his former students praised Mr. Wong for instilling quality standards on their lives. Cliff ascended the leadership ladder and became Principal of Berkeley High School which was renown for having the most comprehensive curriculum in the nation.  As a first-year Principal, he managed the grueling task of adding six new school-within-a-school subsets on campus in addition to the traditional high school.  Throughout his career from teacher to Interim Superintendent, he was a hell of a role model – great listener, pragmatic, honest, practical, fair, firm, and full of life. He made you “better.”

We started playing poker over 40 years ago as part of a Friday night crew to de-stress after long workweeks. Cliff was often called “Mr. Lock,” a label anointed to him by all the players. It meant Cliff had a high probability of a winning hand and would call or even re-raise a bet. He seldom bluffed and when he called or raised, you better be on your toes. The few times he got away with bluffing were jovial moments of him crowing and laughing like an insane rooster. When he made involuntary sounds like grunting through his throat or swishing his tongue like a cow chewing on its cud, he had a locked hand. As time passed, the Friday night games sadly ended. However, we played poker online, and we’d play together regularly at some of the Card rooms. He was sharp as ever - knowing when to bet, when to fold, and when to walk away. He won regularly and seldom lost much and he sure loved his poker.  His discipline and his joy of life was huge. I salute Cliff and celebrate his life. He is Mr. Lock, The Rock, and man for all seasons. I miss his friendship.

Don Mar, Master Teacher of Graduate Interns - UC Berkeley/BUSD

 

I first met Cliff Wong when I was first hired as the new VP at Berkeley Adult School (BAS).

We were at a union party and Cliff (I was to learn later) regularly attended these gatherings. Our Union President called upon him to act as an advisor or chief negotiator for us.

Around my 3rd or 4th year at BAS, I ran into some challenges, and Cliff somehow got wind of the issues. He took one look at me and said, "LaRanda, I once knew a VP who did all the work at her school.” He smiled as he continued, jabbing me with his know-it-all finger, “Don’t let that happen to you!” 

I think back to his advice, and smile. Yes, Cliff hit the bullseye, and he really did it without a whole lot of information from me!

The ancient Egyptians had a beautiful belief about DEATH– When your soul gets to the entrance of Heaven, the guards asked two questions. And the answers determined whether you were able to enter or not:  Q #1 “Have you found joy in your life?” and Q #2 “Has your LIFE brought joy to others?” In Cliff Wong’s case, I am sure his answers were YES and YES, and he is up there now, looking down on us.

Cliff, if you’re listening,  I miss you!

Thank you for your selfless service and your devotion to us at Berkeley Unified.


 LaRanda Marr, Vice Principal Berkeley Adult School

 

I had heard about Cliff Wong and about all his different roles in the district but had never met him. The way people talked, I imagined a big ol’ guy so I was surprised by how small he was. I introduced myself to him in HR and he already knew who I was (I’m not sure how). I found him to be very pleasant and reassuring, and he really knew his stuff. We both worked in HR when he was subbing for Lisa Udell. He would give me pieces of advice like, “If a principal emails you, get back to him/her that day or the next depending on what it’s about. They are your number one client.”

The other thing I learned from Cliff is that, when negotiating, everybody should get the same percentage raise no matter their role. You can never give one unit more than another. This is how we can say everyone is getting the same percentage.  When negotiating, you always think about how much you have and how much you can give. One time we were negotiating and met the superintendent to find out how much money we could give – What was the absolute limit we couldn’t go over? Once we got that figure, we negotiated and told them we couldn’t go over that limit. They said, “No, you have more and we want more” but we told them, “No, this is all we were approved for.” They later met with the superintendent and got more money. Cliff was pissed and said, “Now we don’t have power anymore because they can go to the superintendent and get more.”

I always knew he was really tough. However, when we were done negotiating with people, they’d often ask if we wanted to go out for a beer.  He would always go because he knew how important it was to keep interpersonal relationships. One thing I always remember was how he liked Diet Coke – he drank tons of it.  He always had a joke about something and always made time for people. Nobody was more important than the person in front of him. He respected others and they respected him. He told me, “I would have liked to work with you earlier.” I worked with him for 4-5 months in HR and got a sense of how he was with everybody.  He was just a true person and a human person that we don’t see anymore.  Now people come and go, and they don’t build up trust like Cliff did. 

Francisco Martinez, Admissions Manager for BUSD

 

In public education, we sometimes have a surplus of philosophers and a shortage of people who actually get things done. Cliff was the latter, someone whose caring and commitment was expressed through actions and genuine service. 

 

In our relatively short time working together he became one of the most influential people in my career. My work ethic, as well as my negotiation and management skills all got better because of Mr. Wong.


He was in his late 70s when we worked together and his energy reserves were deeper than most 30 year olds I know now. 

 Pasquale Scuderi, Former BUSD Associate Superintendent

 

Cliff Wong and I developed a very strong bond when I first worked for him, one that we maintained for more than 30 years. 

In 1989, Cliff was the Assistant Superintendent, and he hired me to be the principal of King Middle School. At that time, there were major challenges at the school, and through them all, Cliff mentored and supported me. In an era before cell phones, I would so often call Eva Hayes, his administrative assistant, to have her relay my request for Cliff's help. Cliff would always get back to me within an hour – with his wise insights and counsel. He was extraordinary in his ability to analyze each situation and identify possible responses. I greatly admired him, and I like to think he appreciated me. 

I was so proud of my relationship with him that whenever we were with others, I would comment that he was the person responsible for my coming to BUSD. He never failed to respond, “That was the biggest mistake of my career.” It became our routine. And I loved him for it. 


– Neil Smith, Retired BUSD administrator

 

Uncle Cliff wasn’t my boss, but he’d come by the offices for celebrations and I met him through my friend Cheryl Chinn (his niece) and some other folks. He was instrumental for me applying for the Assistant Superintendent of HR position. He held a mock interview with me and dispensed advice. Uncle Cliff would pepper me with questions he thought the panel would ask, then give me advice like, “Girl, you have to slow your roll. You’ve gotta say it a little different.” He would also share different perspectives with me because he held so many different roles with the district, with historical context. I have a tough veneer and he told me, “I’m glad I talked to you because I didn’t know you had a knack for interpersonal skills.” He told me that I needed to soften up and “be a good listener and listen to what they’re not saying (through body language, inflection, etc).” He said, “People need you to feel what they feel.” He also said that it’s important to have thick skin and he said he thought that I had that as we both grew up in San Francisco under tough circumstances. However, he also told me that not everyone is out to get you. He advised me to talk more so that people know I care. He said, “You have empathy, you need to show it.”

He was easy to talk to – not just about the district, but about our personal lives, basketball, poker and other interests we shared. I always felt I could confide in him. Even when he wasn’t working for the district, he would come by my office to see how I’m doing and chat about work, life and even family members. He had compassion for people, was passionate about education, and had empathy about your wellbeing. He’s well regarded by the people he worked with because he built on his relationships well after he retired. He was straightforward, enthusiastic and motivating. Even if there were times we agreed to disagree, we were still friendly afterward. He’d give me that look, point his finger at me, say “What are you talking about” and laugh.  It put a smile on my face when he walked through the door.

  • Evelyn Tamondong-Bradley, Assistant Superintendent of Human Resources, Retired

Wednesday, February 7, 2024

Failed Fairfield City Council Ceasefire Resolution

 



Greetings City Council Members, Mayor and Vice Mayor -

I’m Karen Yuen, a 33-year Fairfield resident who raised two girls in the Fairfield Suisun school district. I’m also a 45-year follower of Christ who believes the massacre of God’s children in the Holy Land needs to stop… and the first step is a permanent ceasefire. What started as Israelis right to self-defense from Hamas' horrific killing and kidnapping of  over1400 Israelis has spiraled into the slaughter of over 25,000 Palestinians, of which over 10,000 are children.

It breaks my heart that the US has given about $18 billion and weaponry to Israel in 2023 and early 2024. We are funding and weaponizing the mass killing of civilians, destruction of hospitals and schools, and other infrastructure necessary for water and survival… while also putting our US service members at risk. Please show that the city of Fairfield has the humanity and integrity to call for a ceasefire resolution now. Thank you. 


This is all I could say in the one-minute limit as there were over 80 other people who wanted to speak (about 60 in person, 20 on zoom) on a Ceasefire Resolution, the majority of who spoke in favor. I got there early, around 5:30, not knowing what to expect regarding the crowds and the room did get to "standing room only." There was quite a large police presence there (including Police Chief Dan Marshall), much more than necessary since EVERYBODY was courteous and polite. It went pretty much as I expected in that the council, especially Mayor Cat Moy, already had their minds made up that they wouldn't pass any resolution... that they would listen to the speakers and try to placate us with words of empathy. Some I felt were sincere (such as Rick Vaccaro and Vice Mayor Pam Bertani) whereas others were more "thoughts and prayers" statements. In fact, the mayor is instead putting forward a policy at their next Council meeting on 2/20 to NOT entertain any such resolutions as they feel it is out of their purview as city council members to make statements/resolutions about world affairs. They basically told us to write to our Congresspeople (as if we hadn't already been doing that) and wanted to pass the buck.  As at least one man said, we have been writing to John Garamendi and other representatives and got no response. It was our hope that their voices as our representatives would be able to speak to Garamendi et al. Instead, we've been told that they won't do that and will instead make it so that they never have to listen to our concerns on national/world affairs again. 


I grew up in Richmond and they were able to pass a Ceasefire Resolution which both denounced Hamas' actions as well as the Israeli massacre of Palestinians back in October. It would not have taken much effort for Fairfield's Council to use that as a template and update it accordingly, but they've made it clear that they don't want anymore meetings like last night's where they had to listen to their constituents for 2-3 hours as they don't feel it's in their "jurisdiction" to take a stand for peace. 


Main arguments given against a Ceasefire resolution were: 

  • "Hamas' charter has stated that they want to eradicate Israel" - Not every Palestinian is Hamas. Why are we funding Israel to attack all the civilians, hospitals, schools, infrastructure? How would we feel if all of Fairfield was bombed and destroyed because some militant White Supremacist  group based in Fairfield killed 1200 residents of a Bay Area town, declaring that liberals, immigrants and criminals are trying to take over their country and must be eliminated?  The White Supremacists are in the minority in Fairfield (I hope), and the rest of the residents should not pay for their crimes. Neither should Palestinians be punished because of Hamas' acts.
  • "Hamas started it on October 7" "For 75 years, the Israeli government has maintained a military occupation over Palestinians, operating an apartheid regime. Palestinian children are dragged from their beds in pre-dawn raids by Israeli soldiers and held without charge in Israeli military prisons. Palestinians homes are torched by mobs of Israeli settlers, or destroyed by the Israeli army. Entire Palestinian villages are forced to flee, abandoning the homes and orchards and land that were in their family for generations" (Jewish Voice for Peace)
  • "Antisemitism has risen" - Islamophobia has also risen. Perhaps we put forth a resolution like Richmond did and address this locally also? Some speakers talked about how they or their kids were bullied in school or at the mall, etc. The council said this needs to be brought up to the school district (again passing the buck).  They mentioned how they pride themselves on a diverse city. How about we have a resolution or policy that, at least in Fairfield, we will not condone Racism, Antisemitism, Islamophobia etc. and the council works with the school district to ensure measures are taken? That the resolution's not just a "symbolic gesture"? 
  • This is a very difficult conversation that causes divisiveness - There is divisiveness whether you discuss it or not. The conversation is not what's causing the divisiveness - the root cause is hatred and consequently war. We are unique in that we are the home to Travis AFB. None of us should like war, yet here we are weaponizing and funding Israeli's war on Palestinians. It's not lost on me that all three of the soldiers killed in Jordan were Black. Recruiters purposely target disadvantaged communities and you won't see politicians or their kids getting killed like this. How about we REALLY stand up for our armed forces and Travis AFB by letting the nation's leaders know that we are NOT good with financing and weaponizing Israel Defense Forces? And we don't need to put our soldiers in harm's way by helping Netanyahu escalate this massacre?
  • This is out of our jurisdiction - Is it out of your jurisdiction to take a stand for peace? Fairfield council members should be proud that everyone at the meeting was respectful and we could be using that as an example to other cities. Instead, we want to take the safe route and "both sides" this issue. This is not an issue of Jews vs Muslims (Palestinians can be Jewish, Muslim and Christian) - this is an issue of mass murder in the Holy Land that they share. If enough cities like Richmond, Oakland and Fairfield stand up for what's right, perhaps the National and World leaders will listen to the people and stop funding and weaponizing Netanyahu’s war on Palestinians. But we won't know if we look away.


Sunday, December 31, 2023

Cliff Wong Celebration of Life Extras

 

Full Recording with Slideshow and Live Speakers

Obituary



Berkeley Times Tributes to Cliff


Notes for Cliff

Most were sent for Karen to read to him during his last few days
Alphabetical by First Name

 

Brad, Nephew

 Hi Uncle Cliff, Im in Thailand at the moment. Karen has been a sweetheart in informing the family of your progress. Just to let you know, that family is first and that youre one of the solid foundations of the Wong Family throughout the years. Im sorry that I cant visit you since Im here in Thailand. Just know that I love you and all your siblings from the day I was born - from when I was an infant to toddler to teen to an adult, just know that I love you. Youre a great inspiration to all of us! Im praying for you… Youre a great man Uncle Cliff and were all here here for you, please take care. Love Brad

 

Carolyn, Niece

Please give him my regards...have so appreciated his larger than life presence in my life...MUCH LOVE TO Uncle Clifford, Aunt Letty, and your families....Hugs, Carolyn

 

Chris Lim, Niece

Dear Uncle,

I am full of gratitude for your loving guidance in all aspects of my life…growing up in Berkeley schools and you attending my annual Halloween parades, Monday night dinners on 9th Street through when I got my first teaching job in Berkeley.  For 33 years you mentored me as I rose through the ranks, ultimately taking on your position as Assistant Superintendent when you handed me your business cards!

Your unconditional guidance and sense of humor will always and forever live in my heart. 

Thank you, my dear uncle, for always giving your best even when you think it cant get worse.  Rest in tranquil peace as you ascend to the heavens surrounded by white light.  Love you uncle….

 

Geoff, Son-in-Law

Dad,

Thank you, for being such a great father-in-law to me. My dad died when I was 31, so you were my father for even longer than my own father was.

I learned so much from you. How to be a better father to my daughters, a better husband to Karen, a better brother, a better son, and a better person in general. You taught me with your words of wisdom and many stories of your lifes experiences. And what great stories they were.

But perhaps even more importantly, you also taught me by example. How you lived your life, how you enjoyed good food and simple pleasures, how you loved to speak loudly and laugh even more loudly, how you handled challenges that came your way, and how you loved, protected, and took care of the people that mattered a great deal to you.

It has been a great joy and honor to be a part of your family. And to be able to call you Dad.

Thank you, Dad, for everything.

 

Jerald, Nephew

Hi Uncle Clifford. Its Jerald.  Im home in Florida and Im sorry I cant visit you.  I hope you still remember all the best times. I do. Some of my best times were growing up nearby to you and Auntie Letty, Brian and Karen.

You cooking Tomato Beef Chow Mein for us on McBryde was our favorite meal and we looked forward to it so much.

Living in terror of waking up Auntie Letty on Saturday morning with our noise and the TV cartoons was another experience engrained in me!

And the summers and winters in the Wong cabin were always the best with the Chan Clan. The bowling and softball teams, the uncle and kids dishwashing assignments, the tents outside, Sahara buffets, Pau Pau and aunties cooking, choosing Keno ticket numbers, skiing down the face of Heavenly…all made possible because of you and the family.

 

Julie, Niece

Hi Uncle Clifford

This is from Julie and the rest of my family. Thank you for being such a fun & wonderful uncle & role model!  Here are some memories that stand out - overnights @ McBryde (my parents wanted to get rid of us a lot), spending time with your family @the cabin during the winter, and of course, summers in Tahoe with the Chans (which have too many memories to list) - you exposed me to my first experiences with trash talking at the softball games/bowling comps, made the kp duties unfairly (I always had the worst crews), etc. Tahoe was never the same without you and Aunty Letty.  Lindsay, Courtney, Sierra, & Phoenix are trying their best to keep it going.

Shack thanks you for welcoming him into the family and for helping him get into admin. Dont know if you know that he got his EdD from USC.

Sierra & Phoenix thank you for the Monday dessert nights, Tahoe memories, and family get togethers. Sierra is now Head Mens & Womens Tennis Coach @ Solano Community College. She played tennis & basketball at Dominican University and got her credential there. Sierra plans to get married in Nov. Phoenix teaches 5th grade at Suisun Valley Elementary School and is training to play pro basketball overseas. He played at Cal Poly Pomona. Phoenix got married last year and his wife teaches 3rd grade in Fairfield.

You must be proud of your wonderful, caring, & compassionate family!

We love you Uncle Clifford!!!❤️❤️❤️


Lori, Berkeley School District Friend

Dearest Cliff,

I remember meeting you when I was hired in 1988 as the Manager of the Bilingual Education Program for the Berkeley Unified School District when you were the Associate Superintendent of Curriculum at Berkeley Unified School District.

I remember collaborating with you from the beginning on two major issues: the CA State Department of Education noncompliance on services to students whose first language is not English and a lawsuit from parents of the same English as a Second Language students that went to trial. After many intense long work hours, we were found in compliance with the CA State Department of Education and the school district won the lawsuit. Some words that come to mind which describe the unique and special person you were are hardworking, professional, efficient, diplomatic, persistent, resourceful, dependable, compassionate, organized, versatile, and talented.

As an educational administrator, you had one of the longest histories with the school district. You started as a teacher and became principal of Berkeley High School, Personnel Director of Personnel Services, Associate Superintendent of Curriculum, Acting Superintendent multiple times, and even after retirement served as a consultant as acting superintendent, director in personnel matters, and a negotiator with various unions. You were an extremely valuable, multitalented, knowledgeable administrator who knew the historical background of the school district and you were well respected by many.

I observed the special long relationship you had with your secretary Eva Hayes. I saw the two of you as the dynamic duel. You showed your loyalty, compassion, and support to her when her husband passed away and then her daughter and son passed. You took care of her estate and when she had dementia, you found live-in home caretakers. Eva recognized you until her passing. You sold her house, closed her estate, and oversaw all her affairs with such devotion and care.

Professionally, you provided support and advice to many people including principals, administrators, teachers, parents, and students.

Personally, your family was always a priority for you. You shared many stories with me about your family. You greatly loved Letty, your dear wife, your daughter Karen, your son, Brian, and your grandchildren. You even enjoyed babysitting.

Because of your belief in the importance of education and that one should follow one’s passion and enjoy what they do in life, you provided generously with your guidance, emotional and financial support to many family members.

You enjoyed your family gatherings with your immediate family as well as your many endearing siblings. You were able to show your sense of humor with much joy and laughter as you supported each other through your senior years.

Through our get togethers, I learned about your various hobbies such as representing the San Francisco Chinese American men’s basketball team vs Chinese men’s basketball team. In your adult years, you made many friends by playing golf and poker at the Country Club. You got a chuckle when I gave you your favorite brand of golf balls and personalized poker chips as gifts. You teasingly commented that you will have to remember to retrieve your golf balls.

I had the honor of continuing our precious friendship after both of us retired from Berkeley Unified. We enjoyed staying connected with our lunch gatherings and special family celebrations you were able to attend. I cherished our close and special friendship throughout the thirty -five years.  I appreciated very much how much you provided guidance and support to me.

You have touched, helped, and impacted so many people in your life. You could face various challenges and with your compassion, kind, giving,

generous nurturing abilities and quietly help make things better for so many.

Cliff, you will be greatly missed. May you rest in peace, and may the angels protect you as you now move forward to join your loved ones in heaven.

In our hearts always with love,

Lori  Chinn,  October 10, 2023 


Mary, Letty’s MJ Buddy (Hubby Jim played Poker with Dad)

I think about you whenever I’m doing naughty things, wanted to bring over the chow mein you like. Love you and am praying for you.

 

Mike, Nephew

Dearest Uncle Cliff,

I am deeply saddened of the news of your medical situation. I have been wanting to come by to visit you and Auntie Letty recently, hoping you were in good enough spirits for a visit. Karen has been keeping me up to date on the goings on and after last week’s update, my trucks were developing problems and not sure if they could make it over there or not.

Thank you so much for being a great and compassionate and concerning Uncle!

You have always been there to talk to and always had great stories! Last year Karen sent me some photos and flyers that you saved on your teams1950s Asian Basketball tour.  I had heard that you played locally in SF but did not know that you and your team had travelled abroad to play!  It was great to read and hear about that! And seeing the pictures of young you!

It would have been great to hear your version of that trip straight from yourself! A new aspect I did not know!

Of course the Best story is the one that you re-told at my Dad’s celebration of life,

Jeez, McGeesgot a piece!”  The story of you, My Dad, and uncle Charcoal going out together to get my Dad’s stereo and speakers back after they were stolen!  You gained a couple hundred new fans that day with that story!

Thank you for starting the Great Lake Tahoe Family Legacy! I hope Karen showed you the pic I sent her. That black & white picture captures essence and camaraderie of what Lake Tahoe is all about! And now your daughter and Julie are carrying that tradition onwards!


 


I also want to say that the recent photos I have seen of you and Auntie Letty together are some of the sweetest, most touching views of caring and long-lasting love between you two! I love the way she lights up when she reaches out and you two touch and hold hands! Those actions to me are true, deep, long, and everlasting love for one another!

Words cant say everything l feel, but thank you so much for being the loving, caring, strong, determined, and fair person that you are! I will always remember you and you have a place in my heart forever!  ❤️Love U forever Uncle Cliff!!

your nephew and huge fan, Mike!💕💔🌲

 

Patty Soe, Poker Pal (and so much more)

My dear dear bud Cliff, i jus heard now from Karen & she said u are sleeping. I missed seeing u this am at 1508.  I'm so grateful for visiting w/u Saturday & holding ur hand. Herb, u & i had some really wild fun times together here & Tahoe.❤️

If this is our earthly goodbye... Sleep well my pal.  Herb is waiting w/a full deck to welcome u!!!  Bring  $$$!!!

Ur pal...

Patty

 

Rachel, Stacey, Jody, Jacqui, Rebecca - Grandnieces

This is Rachel, Stacey and Jodie (Vicki's daughters) and Rebecca and Jacqueline (Val's daughters). We wanted to send a note and video to Uncle Cliff. 

Whenever we'd see him he was always so jovial, ready with a joke, mischievous look in his eyes and an easy laugh! My sister, Stacey, went to University of Redlands and every time she'd see him he would start the Redlands Och Tamale chant! He'd always tease her and try to rally us all to join in. He finally got us: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xlC1Qu3iglQ ðŸ˜†

 


Randy, Nephew

 Thank you for being a great uncle over the years. You are easily one of my most favorite uncles out of everyone who I ever called "uncle" (including the numerous friends of my parents). You were always easy to talk to.

I recalled that, years ago in the late sixties, you told me one Sunday that you were going to be at my school in Chinatown the next day. I knew you worked in Berkeley, and I remembered thinking to myself, "Yeah, right. You're just messing with me." To my great surprise, I ran into you in the crowded stairways at school, and you lifted me up above your head. At that moment, I was hoping that some of the other kids saw that I knew someone important enough to visit the principal who everyone feared.

Thank you for inviting the Chan family to the Tahoe cabin all those years. The weeks at Tahoe were my very favorite weeks of each year. It was fun golfing with you during the later years at Tahoe as well. You were the best golfer I ever played with.

I look forward to seeing you again when my number comes up. Bye Uncle Cliff.


Rich, Nephew

Uncle Cliff,

I wanted you to know how much I appreciate everything you have done for all of us over the years.  I have so many fond memories of you and the times our families shared together.   In particular, all the Tahoe trips, winters and summers.

I regret not taking up golf sooner.  I would give anything to have played one round with you.  I know you would have kicked my ass but I would have had a great time with you.  As of today my index is an 8.6.  I'm getting better slowly.  Whenever I play, I think of you because I know how much you loved to play.

I am truly grateful for you always being there for my Dad.  My Dad has so much respect and love for you, and rightfully so.  Uncle Cliff, thank you for your unwavering support and love.  You will always be a part of me. Everytime I tee it up I will think of you. I love you very much.

Love, 

Rich

 

Roxanne and Ken, old family friends (Ken brought Dad to Poker Games for past few years)

Just give him our love and hugs.  Tell him we are thinking of him with love. 

 

Stephanie, Niece

Dearest Uncle Cliff, 

Youve always inspired in me the value of higher education and the invaluable talent of spitting as a form of raw emotion.  I will always cherish the love behind that poker face.  I love you very much, Uncle Cliff!!!

 

Terry, Niece

To my dear Uncle Cliff,

I so wish I were there in person to tell you all these things and to give you the biggest bear hug ever, but I hope you know that my heart is aching not to be there and that my words, though heartfelt, can never express fully how much you mean to me.

You have been cheering me on since I was born, because I was your big brothers daughter and youd do anything for us! ❤️ The special and comforting agreement was that Rich and I would go live with you and Auntie Letty if anything happened to my parents and vice versa with Brian and Karen. Even though that never had to happen, we got to spend countless hours together…so so many wonderful memories, especially of Tahoe vacations (Spring, Summer and Winter) and special get together times with the Wong family, and the Ongs and Chans, too. And lets not forget the fun privilege of attending the Tournament of Champions for years! Go Berkeley! Those were really the best of days and memories I will cherish forever.

But besides that, you are a man of wisdom, and whenever I needed guidance, I could always go to you for advice, support and encouragement. I thank you for that and for the impact youve had and the role model youve been to me and so many others!

You've been blessed and surrounded by Auntie Letty, Brian, Karen, their spouses, your grandchildren, so many extended family members and a great number of friends and colleagues who have the greatest admiration and respect for you. What a rich and full life youve lived. I hope you realize the extent of your influence and care on so many people and thus, how much you are loved.

A funny from Doug that I wonder if youll remember…you and Auntie made the trip all the way to Oregon for our wedding! After our ceremony, you congratulated us and looked at Doug and said, You better be good to her or Ill put a contract out on you!” 🤣😂 Needless to say, hes been the best husband I could ever dream of, and maybe I owe that to you! Haha!

Uncle, I love you so very much and am praying that in these days you will know more and more the love of Jesus for YOU! May his comforting presence and peace be felt and may you trust Him to carry you home.

With the greatest of love,

Terry (& Doug)


Thelette Bennett, District friend and adopted daughter

I hope his family reads what I just emailed to his old email address. I wanted to share my work journey in Berkeley Unified School district with his family. Below are two picture of me when I was younger & the other picture is present. I wanted you to know my story with Cliff Wong. 

I remember Cliff Wong at Burbank from 1959-1962   I was a 7 th grader. It was a different time. Cliff knew my parents & so did Mr Dwight, who was the principal of Burbank Jr. High school at that time. I was a scary child I was never in trouble & at that time I was scared of my shadow. I went on to Berkeley High school & graduated in 1965. I got a scholarship to college & graduated in 1969.

I started teaching P.E. In 1969 at Berkeley High school. Cliff, principal of Berkeley High school, remembered me from Burbank. Cliff always watched over me & took me under his wing. He encouraged me to teach in model school A in 1971, an alternative school to Berkeley High school. I taught in Model school A from 1971 till 1974. Cliff then encourage me to do Student Activities. Cliff always saw more in me than I saw in myself. From 1972 till 1992 I was the Student Activities at Berkeley High school. I then became the Vice Principal at Willard Jr. High School from 1992-1994. I then became the Vice principal of Longfellow Jr. High school from 1994 thru 2002.   In 2002-2006, I was the Vice Principal of Berkeley High School. 

I am sharing my story with you because I am who I am because Cliff Wong took me under his wing. Cliff taught me how to be tough but to be kind in the process of doing my job. He taught me to never forget where I came from. He taught to be humorous as I did my job. Cliff always said to treat staff, students better than I was treated in my life’s work journey. He taught me to have integrity in what ever I did in the work place. Cliff told me I was his adopted black daughter.  I was so proud when he told me that. He also told me how proud he was of me for how I did my job.  I wanted you to know my work journey. I was who I was because of Cliff Wong took me under his wing  When he died I felt I lost a family member & I cried crocodile tears for Cliff Wong.  I am such a better person because I was blessed & fortunate to know  such a wonderful person as Cliff Wong. 

I just wanted his family to know how much Cliff Wong meant to me. 

Thelette A. Bennett

His adopted black Daughter 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰




Val, Niece

Dear Uncle Cliff, 

I've been on the sidelines waiting for Karen's updates, angry about the standard of care, frustrated at not knowing what to do or say.

Because my dad struggled with congestive heart failure in his 50's and hated bouncing in and out of the hospital (as you have), he looked and found other healing modalities to extend his quality of life. Under the care of a Qi Gong doctor, he became strong enough to take a trip again, and I still remember what he said to me the day before he left for Mexico...that he had decided not to get on the heart transplant list because he did not want that quality of life; if he 'went' tomorrow, he would still be happy because of all the things he had done and experienced in a very full life.

Well, he got his wish to go like "Bing Crosby, on the golf course," because two days later, my sisters and I got that fateful phone call that he had passed away on their trip, after a wonderful meal and shopping for bathroom fixtures for a new house he was planning to build.

Its only now that I have found the words to convey the gratitude I feel for having had you as an example in my life. Like my dad, you are brilliant at playing the cards you are dealt in life and I know now that it's because you are governed by the most powerful force in the universe, and don't roll your eyes, I mean love.

From your ribbing me ever since I shut the lights on Brian, all of the blustering to hide your softer side, to the accolades from your colleagues when they found out I was related to you...all were expressions of love!

Your innate sense of how to live the concept is wonderful to contemplate, that strong sense of self coupled with a genuine respect for others and their realities, a ferocity in protecting loved ones tamed with humor and a bark worse than your bite.

My mom once told me that Grandma said early on that you were the smart one, and I wonder if she knew what that really meant.

My dear Uncle Cliff, a big hug from the niece who never meant to be a pill. I love you bunches and bunches!

xoxo,

Val

 

Military Honors

Presented to Oldest Sister Helen Lum and Brother Gene Wong

Sacramento Valley National Cemetery
January 2, 2024


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