Do yourselves a favor: Take abundant photos and videos of, for and around people you love. Do it frequently, randomly, deliberately. Do it for the big stuff. Do it for the little stuff. Do it for the stupid stuff. Do it on nights out. Do it on nights in.You’re so loved, Greg. pic.twitter.com/6Ua9iA4c1W — Michael Majchrowicz (@mjmajchrowicz) January 6, 2023
The last time I saw Greg was in July, my first time in LA. Here’s us hiking around the Hollywood Reservoir. There’s so much more I could say about Greg and how beloved he was by his friends and family. And I hope he knew that — how much we loved him. I’ll miss him terribly. pic.twitter.com/4ppvCc3Tgb— Deanna 小美 Pan (@DDpan) January 5, 2023
“He was always curious about everything,” Yee’s father, Andrew, told the Times. “I take comfort in knowing Gregory came back to L.A. and was thriving at the paper. He said he felt like [journalism] was a calling, like it’s in his genes to do it.” Yee is survived by his father, his mother, Mirta, and his two sisters, Halina and Emma. This article appeared originally on The Western Journal.
Greg shook his head and wrinkled his nose. “Ah, you won’t mess it up. I’ll come over and cook.” I told him that was too much work, too much trouble. He shook his head. “No, it’s not. I’ll bring wine!” And yes, those scallops were perfect. (2/2)— Caitlin Byrd (@MaryCaitlinByrd) January 5, 2023