Trech hired me out of college, trained me and gave me the first few assignments in my career. He was my greatest supporter. His enthusiasm for work, and life outside the job was contagious. Trech constantly reminded me to stop and smell the roses. He always provided the tools and advice to make sure I succeeded. I remember him for his love of all things outdoors - the beach, the mountains, and especially his trips to Alaska after he transferred Melinda and me up there. It was probably no coincidence that Trech was in town for the birth of our first child, Sarah. Trech was the first "civilian" to hold Sarah as both our families were back in the lower 48. Trech made sure, as a proud Grandpa, that everything was in order before he left town. Many years later, after Trech had retired, I was in the Singapore airport, departing after a week of meetings. I bumped into Trech - he was between flights, headed to "Burma" to assist the locals grow food crops. He was so excited to be going there, even though it was not his first trip back.I also remember that Trech always had a camera, taking photos of everyone and everything in sight.I have dozens of photos which Trech gave me - and I don't believe a single shot has Trech in it. That was Trech, behind the camera. Carolyn, it would be entirely appropriate that a camera is placed with Trech when he is laid to rest, and I am so sorry for your loss.
I know that Trech served his country proudly and took care of his co- workers, friends, and his family. He will certainly be missed.
Jay Cotaya