I knew Andrew for 73 years, longer than anyone still living. I was lucky that he was an early feminist and encouraged me to follow my passions and interests without fear of failure. He was one of the kindest men I’ve known.
Daughter Andrea
My grandfather Andrew Een passed away peacefully one month shy of his 99th birthday. Not a tragedy, but a life fully lived. Other than my own father, he was the most significant male mentor in my life. The last time I saw him (over video) my girlfriend and I sang a hymn I wrote for my grandparents. Closure enough for me and a fitting coda for someone who loved music. Rest easy, Andrew.