Sunday Oct. 19
4:30PM
- I came back from Home Depot in Milpitas, ordering the GE microwave and oven to replace the old broken one. Brother Bertrand was on the way back home to Saint Mary's College (SMC).A little amazed by his unusually serious appearance and voice, I entered the house. There were Brother Cosmas and Sister Julienne, apparently anxious and nervous of something really important. Brother Theophane appeared from the nearby room, with two walking-sticks
- OÂng Laõo khoûe
khoâng? - Old Man, how are you?
- Tao veà ñaây ñeå cheát vôùi tuïi baây! - I'll be here to die among you!
7:00PM
- At the table for dinner, Theophane looked at each of us, and said: "Looking at you eating, I envy your appetite... But my body denies everything. For almost a month, I couldn't eat anything I used to..."He asked me to telephone Thac, his so-called adopted son in
Pleasanton. No answer.
Another one he wanted to contact, Mr. Toàn. He told Toàn that he's very sick and lives
now at La Salle Vietnam House, San José. "Inform other people where I am and if they
want to visit me, just come to La Salle Vietnam House or phone 408-926-4665"
== I knew later that, that early Sunday morning, Brother Theophane called on his so-called adopted son, Mr. Thac in Pleasanton, to drive him down to San José, to La Salle Vietnam House "immediately", but Thac was out of city. He then telephoned San José, and Brother Cosmas picked up the phone. He requested to "stay overnight at La Salle Vietnam House", and Brother Cosmas thought it'd be just for a party or rally with his former students like in the past.
Monday Oct. 20
9:00AM
- Since Theophane refused to go to doctor, I requested Sister Julienne to invite doctor Oanh, a retired woman-doctor and a close friend of the La Salle Sisters, to examine him at his bed. After a few minutes of very careful medical examination, she urged me to bring him to hospital. "It's very urgent!" she said, "just call emergency, because his situation is dramatically serious and urgent: there is a tumor, thus probably cancer of liver at the last step..." Doctor Oanh, with her skilled ways in such a circumstance, tried to convince Theophane to go to hospital - without, of course, directly mentioning his "probable cancer of the liver". Before leaving, the doctor suggested to call on a doctor who would promptly/immediately admit him to the hospital.I called on that doctor for the emergency. Because
Theophane is a new client, the secretary-nurse of the clinic declined for his urgent
appointment, but suggested to call 911.
I called on Doctor Hien who has been quite generous in supporting poor people in Vietnam
through the Brothers' social works. Unfortunately, she "got sick, serious flu for two
weeks and could not be in contact with any patient..." She suggested me, however, to
drive Theophane directly to the hospital in emergency case, reminding me of some necessary
papers like Social Security number, Health Insurance card, etc...
9:00PM
- I tried, again, to convince Theophane to go to hospital. He agreed, at last! But when I asked for his Social Security and Health Insurance cards, he asked me to drive him back to SMC to take these documents, because he "alone knows where to find these papers!"Tuesday Oct. 21
7:30AM
- At SMC, while Theophane looked for the necessary documents at the desk of his bedroom, i.e. SS and Health Insurance cards, Brothers Martin, Augustus, Richard, Raphael... came to say "hello" without talking much because Theophane was seemingly too concentrated on searching for his papers.Brother Donald, Director of SMC Community, came and had a talk with Theophane. After a few minutes, he invited me to breakfast or coffee in the dinning-room. He looked a little embarrassed, even upset. "I never thought of forcing him to be transferred to Napa," he said. "It would be a misunderstanding..." I assured him, and said "I'm sorry, Donald, on his behalf... I'm telling him about that. I'm explaining to him that every Brother, here in SMC and everywhere, loves him and wishes him peace and happiness..."
9:00AM
- On the road back to San José, holding two pieces of papers SS and Health Insurance cards, he told me: "Valery, please do not bring me to hospital. I want to die at La Salle Vietnam House, among you and Vietnamese Brothers and Sisters, and former students..." Getting embarrassed and moved by the weight of his words, I tried self-getting calm and serene.- Old Man! You forget your promises? Didn't you say that
you "have to bury me, Phong, and Bertrand before you die?"
- No, I didn't forget!
- So, why do you talk and talk and talk about your death before it's time ? [laugh]
- I want to, he smiled and laughed aloud. But Mother Mary doesn't want...
- How do you know that Mother Mary doesn't want?
- She told me...
- Untrue! She told me to bring you to the hospital, to relax, to be cured then to live at
least ten more years!!!
- humhumhum... maybe you're right!
He smiled, closed eyes and kept silence. I couldn't know or guess what he was thinking...
8:00PM
- Mr. Toàn called to Theophane at about noon. Before passing the phone to Theophane, I urged Toàn to try to convince him to go to hospital. He did, and we all agreed to get to the emergency room of Alexan Brother's Hospital by 8:00PM.Waiting for about half an hour, Theophane was called up for
the very first medical examinations. Results : immediately transferred to "emergency
room" for intensive care.
The first nurse who came to take notes on blood pressure and prepared the preliminary
works for the heart test, etc... looked at me, then looked at Theophane, seemingly
recognizing us. Oh yes! She graduated at SMC in 1999. She has been a close friend of Minh
Lê, actual Manager of the Computer Lab SMC, and recalled recognizing me when I was
Manager of ACF, and recognizing Theophane for having taught her some Vietnamese words...
Then doctor after doctor - four of them, came to take care of Theophane. The last one sent him to the ultra-sound test while waiting for the test results of blood and urine and any kind of necessary items taken from his body. Meanwhile, 500cc of blood and serum were transfused to him since his blood index was about 6, the bottom line to survive is 6. After the ultra-sound test, the doctor called Toàn and me apart and declared that "he must be hospitalized for at least a few days. Probably cancer of the stomach and liver."
Wednesday Oct. 22
4:00AM
- Theophane was transferred to Room 521A. Toàn and I got home and before leaving for our own house, we decided to get back to Room 521A as early as 8:00AM. Tired, and asleep of course, but everyone of us felt comforted and satisfied: Brother Theophane is now in a much safer and more stable condition.8:00AM
- I've informed Brothers Thomas Jones, Donald, Cosmas, Phong and the LaSalle Sisters about Room 521A with the phone number so that they could contact Theophane and come to visit him if they wish.When I came, Toàn was there before me. Theophane's still sleeping. He looked in good condition.
Thursday Oct. 23 to Monday Oct. 27
Brothers and Sisters and Students and Friends... come to visit Theophane, almost at any time of the day. Toàn printed out and read several email messages of Theophane's students from anywhere in the USA, even from Australia and Europe... I brought and read to him several "best wishes" cards from some Brothers of the San Francisco District, and a wonderful email message from Brother Mark Murphy.
He really "enjoyed" life here, in this hospital! "The nurses are very nice," he said. "This is a good hospital: there are ministers of the Eucharist, people, who come to pray... There is even a Buddhist Monk who comes, comforts the patients, talks about life and death!..."
[I met this monk, once, and after a brief self-introduction, he identified himself as a former student of the La Salle Brothers in Saigon, at LaSan Mossard, in 1972]
On Saturday morning, Brother James Joost stopped by to visit him. On this occasion, James knew more about "what's going on with his sickness"; the doctors were now sure of detecting and discovering a big tumor in his stomach. This tumor halted the transportation of foods and drinks of any kind from the stomach to nurture his body. The problem is to insert a tube through the midst of the tumor to open the communication from the stomach to other organs.
Theophane refused... "Let me die naturally!" he recalled aloud the will he did write down in the "Testaments" several years ago, by the time of Brother Mark's Visitorate. "Bring me home!" he repeated many times...
To tell the truth, I reported everyday the on-and-off of
Theophane's condition to Brother Thomas, Auxiliary Visitor. We had been discussing where
to bring him in case he wanted to "go home?":
- SMC, back to his community? Is it practical?
- Napa ? it'd be against his strong will.
- La Salle Vietnam House? it's his strong will, and for me personally, I agree. But what
about the facilities/utilities for such a circumstance? And who will take care of him, 24
hours a day of course?
Brothers Cosmas and Phong and I, too, we as a community, agreed with Brother Thomas to bring him back to Napa because "we have no option", as Brother Thomas said. Brother Thomas was set to come down to San José by Tuesday to visit Theophane and to examine the situation.
In the meanwhile, Toàn's wife, a social worker, suggested we apply for Theophane's Medi-Care and Medi-Cal. I completely agreed. It seems that Theophane had Medi-Care but not Medi-Cal yet. For the latter one, the Certificate of US Citizenship is required. I asked him: "where did you put your Certificate of Citizenship?" He pointed at his head. I tried to tell him the importance of getting the Medi-Cal. He just answered: "Bring me home, at SMC, and I'll show you." How can I drive him to SMC in this circumstance? I insisted many times without positive clues. Fortunately, his passport would work. He murmured: "In the pocket of my travel clothes..."
== After his death, I went to SMC; and with the help of Sister AnhLoan and Brother Augustus, we searched every corner of his clothes without finding his passport. Brother Augustus called on Napa and Susane faxed to me the copy of his expired passport, dated 1994! Hope it works in getting the Medi-Cal!
Toàn and I, and many of the Brothers, Sisters, Students and Friends of his, tried to convince him that "there won't be any operation/surgery, and no chemotherapy..." "I, Valery", I told to him, "I promise to Old Man that there is NO surgery, NO chemo... and to bring you home IMMEDIATELY after inserting the tube helping nurturing your body... I promise". He looked at me, then held his head into his two hands, then murmured : "Do whatever you want!"
By three times, he agreed to have the tube inserted, but when the nurses came preparing to bring him to the adequate room to do such an insertion, he refused...
We thought about contacting the Hospice to taking care of Theophane once we brought him home. Toàn has set a meeting with the representative of "Health Care Odyssey" on Tuesday, at noon.
== I later understood why Theophane has been so afraid of chemo. He recalled to me, at least once, about the effect the chemo could make on the face of the patient: "total deformation of the face, and... it's horrible!" he said, referring to the case of Brother Wilfrid more than twenty years ago...
Tuesday Oct. 28
8:00AM
- I came to Room 521, hopefully to see Theophane in good condition with the tube inserted as he agreed last night.He told me : "An, bring me home!"
- OK! OK!... Take it easy, Old Man!
- I don't want to stay here anymore... Why people force me to take medicine while my body
refuses? I talk to my body, I listen to my body. Please don't do anything against my body,
I...
- OK! OK!...
Usually by this time, the nurse came with medicaments. But today, nothing on the table. I started worrying. What happened?
- Valery, Theophane said, bring me home!
- OK! OK! But now, try to sleep and rest... I'm going home to drive Brother Thomas here
and you'll talk to him. OK?
11:00AM
- Brother Thomas came to visit Theophane.- Please bring me home... Why do people force me to take medicine? Please let me die naturally...
He covered his head with his two hands and kind of crying, yelling, complaining... "Let me die naturally!... Bring me home..."
Brother Thomas tried to comfort him, proposed to recite a "Hail Mary" with him... The attitude of Thomas revealed to me a great heart, an "Asian heart", to be more specific, a "Vietnamese heart"... Personally I was very moved, and Theophane, too, I'm sure.
A moment later, Theophane fell into sleep, calm, peaceful...
- We must accept his strong will, Thomas said. We cannot force or do against his will... Let's contact the doctors and/or nurses in charge.
While Thomas talked to the nurse, I met with Jerry of the Odyssey. I knew by this time that the doctors have "discharged" Theophane, and he must leave the hospital today. The reason is that, I guess, after the third time Theophane refused to have the tube inserted, there is no more reason to stay in the hospital.
12:00 Noon
- Brother Thomas, Toàn and I met with Jerry to clarify the process to bringing Theophane home. We all agreed to have him temporarily in a nursing home nearby the hospital for 2 or 3 days so that we have time to prepare LaSalle Vietnam House in terms of "hiring a man/woman to take care of him", "special bed and utilities" which will be provided by the Odyssey, etc...4:00PM
- Theophane was transferred to the nursing home.Wednesday Oct. 29 - Thursday Oct. 30
Toàn and I tried intensively to look for a man/woman available and skilled on taking care of the "dying" at home.
On Thursday night, we, Brothers Cosmas, Phong and I and Toàn interviewed a woman, and we all agreed to hire her for the service.
I faxed to Brother Thomas the contract. We then decided to bring Theophane home at La Salle Vietnam House on Saturday Nov.1.
Friday Oct. 31
7:45AM
- Toàn stopped by to visit Theophane before going to work.8:00AM
- I came to the nursing home. Toàn left. Theophane was on the portable water closet.The nurse came and helped him to get back to bed.
"Toàn is right!" I said to myself. Theophane's appearance was getting worst...
Once laid down on the bed, he tried to reach the
"Ensure" bottle cover at the table. I followed his actions without intervening.
Just like Toàn had described, this time not to "shut down water", but he's kind
of really tense and trembling and said : "ghost! ghost!..."
- where? where is it? I shouted
- here, here the ghost, the ghost... He pushed harder on the cover.
- Oh! Oh!... ghost! get out! I shouted, taking the crucifix on the rosary he has on his
neck. OK, it's gone!!! No more ghost! It's gone!
He looked at the cover, less tense and murmured : "yes! it's gone! - but it'll be
back!"
- Don't worry, we have here two crucifix, and Mary our Blessed Mother.. it won't dare to
come back!
At this time, he was seemingly more relaxed. And at this moment, I decided to bring him home today, as soon as possible.
9:00AM
- The nurse sent by Odyssey came, bring him to the bath room and showered him.After the shower, the nurse helped him to lay down in bed.
- An, he said, bring me home!
- OK! at 4:00PM you'll be home!
He looked at his watch and murmured after kind of counting hours: "... 6 hours,
more!"...
Few days before, when I was with him, we used to talk and
talk, about many things... But today, he just kept silence, and from times to times he
held his head into his two hands. I watched him, standing near-by. Suddenly, he open his
eyes and attempted to reach the "Ensure" bottle with his left hand while his
right hand, nervously and tensely trembling, tended to pose on his left hand. "The
demon! demon!!!" he shouted.
I took two crucifix from his rosaries in one hand, and the statue of Blessed Mary in the
other hand and pointed to the bottle, shouting: "get out! get out! and don't
return!".
He looked at the bottle, more relaxed. "This demon is very furious," he said,
"and cruel and malicious..."
- Hold this statue of our Blessed Mother Mary! She is with us! Don't worry! The demon
never returns again!
He held the statue in his two hands and a few seconds after he seemingly fell into a deep sleep...
I went back home, waiting for the delivery of the bed and utilities from Odyssey.
4:00PM
- Sister Julienne and some students who have been at the nursing home since 1:00PM accompanied the ambulance with Theophane to La Salle Vietnam House. Some students gathered in front of our house, ready to "welcome him home."Two nurses carried Theophane to the room. Arriving to the front door, I said to Theophane: "Old Man, home sweet home!" He smiled, delighted, then repeated : "Yes! home sweet home!" His face reflected something like "Nunc Dimitus..."
Toàn arrived a little bit later, I recalled to him the happiness and satisfaction of Theophane when he "entered" the house. Toàn embraced me and I could see tears rolling down his cheek. Kind of "Mission Accomplie!"
Brothers, Sisters, Students, Friends... surrounded Theophane's bed. Talking. Smiling. Laughing... Everyone liked to share and congratulate the Old Man's joy and happiness and satisfaction.
7:30PM
- "Frère An, Old Man calls you." I entered the room. He made a sign with his hand to be nearer to him. He whispered to my ears:He closed his eyes. Very calm and peaceful. Breath very regular... He looked like relaxed in a deep sleep.
A few minutes passed. I thought it's time to leave him
alone for his relaxing rest. Sisters and Brothers were still there around his bed. I went
out. He called me back:
- An!
I returned and went nearby him. He took my hands and said: "Thank you!"
I felt my tears rolling down... "Don't think anything," I said. "Just relax and try to sleep!"
He nodded and closed his eyes...
8:45PM
- "Frère An, Old Man calls you again!"Students and Friends had left. Only Sisters and Brothers
around his bed. I came in. He made a sign to have my ears nearer to his mouth.
- An, he whispered to my ears. When I died, submit my body to my Blessed Mother
Mary.
- OK! OK! Our Blessed Mother is here.
I put the statue of Mary into his hands, which he held devoutly for a while, eyes closed,
then remitted it to me.
- Submit my body to Jesus.
I nodded, trying to concentrate listening to his voices that were less and lesser clearer.
- Submit my body to the Institute.
- All your Brothers are here, I showed him the robe and collar and rabbat hung on the
front door, faced to him. Pointing to the Sisters around him, I continued: "The
Sisters, too, are here, with you, and love you..."
- Tell the Sisters, he whispered looking at the Sisters, to forgive
me for everything wrong I've done to them.
- OK! OK! everyone, Brothers and Sisters, love you...
I tried to stop tears rolling down.
- Finished! He murmured.
He made sign like "leave me alone", then closed his eyes. I realized that he started suffering, holding his head within his two hands, trying to hide his pain.
The nurse from Odyssey told to me - right after Theophane came home, to give him medicine every time he showed signs of pain. I did.
Just a few minutes after taking medicine, he looked much better, open eyes and looking around.
Brother Phong started talking about any funny jokes of his
life he himself had recalled several days, months and even years ago... Phong mentioned
about his language skills: Vietnamese, French, Spanish, Latin, Greek...
- Hebrew, too! He said, smiling, even laughing...
- Oh yeah! Hebrew, Phong continued, the very language of Jesus and Mary...
He nodded, delighted, satisfied, then closed his eyes and seemingly fell into a deep sleep.
I suggested Sisters and Brothers to leave him alone. They left.
He fell into a very deep sleep, snoring regularly although from times to times, he "stopped" snoring for a few seconds, even minutes, then started snoring again... I had no experience taking care for the dying, but I guessed he was under the effect of the medicine.
I walked around, or nearby his bed, or on the living-room next to his bed-room all night long.
Saturday Nov. 1 - Feast of All Saints
After the morning prayer, Brothers Cosmas and Phong went to De La Salle Chapel for the Mass of All Saints. I stayed home, because to my judgement, Theophane has been in this situation of "coma" for a too long time - since last night until now, 6:00AM, he could be gone at any time.
At about 7:00AM, Thuong came. Thuong, a Theophane's former student who everyday came to visit him since he had been hospitalized and who introduced the woman we hired for taking care of Theophane beginning today, November 1, but the woman could begin her job only on November 4, Thuong came to do her job.
We all agreed to leave Theophane alone, quiet and calm, and just watching over him waiting for the nurse from Odyssey who was supposed to come this morning. Some students and friends came.
Theophane was still in coma. Dacco, president of the Dalat University Alumni Association of Northern California, came with flowers; he couldn't talk to Theophane. Before leaving, he left a note requesting me to read it to Theophane when possible.
Even Bân, president of the DUAA of Southern California, to whom Brother Theophane many times relied all his writings/reflections since he was hospitalized, drove overnight from LA to visit him, and just waited for the opportunity to talk to Theophane.
Prof. Hoàng Co Long, a Theophane's colleague at Dalat University, who just returned from Paris, immediately paid him a visit after learning the news from the DUAA. Unfortunately, Theophane was still in coma or at least "half coma", Prof. Long couldn't talk to him much, even Theophane showed that he could recognize Prof. Long...
11:00AM
- The nurse came. I reported to her the progressing of Theophane's condition. She told to me that "usually when the patient took medicine, he could sleep all day long, even 2 or 3 days. It's normal."When she went to his bed, he was still in "coma", rather half awake half sleepy. She tried to measure his pulse rate, but he refused and nervously murmured something like "leave me alone!"
Students gathered around him, he made a sign of expulsion to them all. Even when Bân said : "Bân is here! Bân! Bân!..." No sign of recognition or acceptance.
The nurse told me to give him medicine, and suggested everyone to go out.
I came nearby him and said: "Old Man, An here... I will give you something to un-dry your lips, OK?" He nodded. "Good!" I said, "open your mouth!" He did. I poured onto his mouth a half of a dose of medicine. Moments later, he looked calmer and more relaxed. He opened his eyes. The nurse came and held his hand, detecting his pulse rate. He showed no reactions...
Students entered the room again, and the very first person to rise voice was Bân. He looked at Bân and expressed joy and satisfaction.
I read to him the notes of Dacco. He seemingly paid attention to the reading, then closed his eyes, and I could see tears on his eyes. This is the first time I saw him crying... quietly.
The nurse told to me that his breath is very regular. When I asked her "how long it will be?" She replied : "I cannot tell now. Maybe hours, maybe days... but not weeks."
Before leaving, she reminded me of "giving him medicine every time he showed nervous or painful, half a dose or even 1/4 of a normal dose if within 1/2 an hour you notice something not normal like nervous reactions, or expulsion of any friends/relatives... The process of dying is that the patient wants to be alone although he/she is afraid of being alone. Usually after taking medicine for 5 to 10 minutes, he will sleep again. When he sleeps, do not try to awaken him up, just leave him alone."
3:00PM
- Brother Thomas Jones came. Theophane was still in half-coma. He didn't recognize Thomas and as normal as possible, made a sign to... "leave me alone!."1/4 of a normal dose of medicine, and it... worked! Thomas could have a talk with Theophane.
Brother Thomas stayed with Theophane and his Students and Friends until 7:00PM.
10:30 PM
- Tiêu Sa just came from Dallas. She held Theophane's hands, kissed his face... murmured "Frère, I'm here, Tiêu Sa... Just last month you guided me around the campus of SMC... I'm from Dallas to see you, to wish you getting better... I love you... I want to take care of you..." Theophane seemed recognizing her voice. For the second time, I saw tears rolling down his cheek, although all his body was inert.I suggested students and friends to go home, and to leave Theophane alone.
Sunday Nov. 2
6:00AM
- Like last night, I walked around, observing any changes on Theophane's condition. Everything seemed OK until 6:00AM : his breath was kind of shortened but still regular. I checked oxygen, normal at level 2.0. I hesitated to increase by 0.25.[When the nurses of Odyssey drove Theophane home, they set the rate of oxygen to 3.0; but the nurse in charge re-set to 2.0 and told me to maintain this level, just controlling the level of distilled water and adding it if necessary.]
I decided to call on Toàn at about 9:00AM. Toàn called on other students and friends who came one after an other. Tiêu Sa who last night came to see Theophane tried to awaken him up, but I suggested not doing so, and to avoid rising emotions to him, just waiting for the nurse who came at about 10:15AM.
10:15AM
- Theophane was in the half-coma condition.The nurse asked me to give him 1/2 of the normal dose of
medicine. This time, it seemed more difficult to have it passed through. I added a little
more pure water and tried to moisten his lips with a wet tissue applied on them. While
students and friends surrounded his bed, the nurse and Le-Man and I discussed about his
condition in the living-room. Le-Man and I insisted many times on his real
condition, the nurse said that "I cannot tell when he'll be gone. Question of
hours... Or one or two days..."
- I'll be back in the afternoon, she said before leaving.
She just went out to her car. I heard something like "Frère stopped breathing! Where's the nurse?" Quickly yelling her back, I accompanied her to the bed. A few seconds later, she declared : "He's dead!" - It was 10:45AM.
***
We, Brother Thomas - Auxiliary Visitor, Donald - Director of SMC Community, and I, have previously agreed to move Theophane's body to the Funeral Home in Concord right away after his death so that SMC could honor him for the last time by the Mass of the Resurrection at SMC Chapel - because Theophane had been living at and belonging to SMC Community for almost 30 years, almost 1/3 of his 91 years of life on earth.
We, the Brothers of LaSalle Vietnam House, also previously had set on the community schedule for a mass at home at 6:00PM of this day for the monthly recollection. I inquired of the nurse if we could keep Theophane's body until late this evening? She replied : "You can keep the body as long as you want!" But when I called the Funeral home, John - the manager/funeral director, suggested that "It would not be safe" and proposed "what about around 3:00PM? It would be better!" I agreed.
I asked Brother Phong to try to contact any priest available for the mass at 1:00PM. In case of no priest available, just a celebration of the Words and Prayers could be all right. Fortunately, Phong could invite two priests, Fr. Cuong of the Vietnamese Parish and Fr. Thuy, CSSR of Saigon who just came back from LA. [Fr. Thuy had been invited to say the mass at 6:00PM at our community]
Brother Phong also tried to contact the LaSalle Sisters who, for their monthly recollection, were away nobody knows where since this early morning... Leaving messages after messages, but at the moment of the mass, still no Sisters present.
Three Brothers John O'Neill, Martin Yribarren, and Michael Avila appeared, and joined the two priests, and the Brothers of La Salle Vietnam Community, and about 30 Students and Friends to offer Theophane's soul to the Heavenly Father, and to:
submit [his] body to the Blessed Mother Mary,
3:00PM
- John - from OUIMET BROS. Concord Funeral Chapel - came, ready to move Theophane's body to Concord. While Theophane's body was still at the front door, the La Salle Sisters appeared... Just in time to join us for a farewell to our beloved Brother and Teacher.Oh yes! Old Man, "Ce n'est qu'un au-revoir!"
Valery Nguyen Van An, fsc