Hi Mostafa, This is Kazem, your friend from Chowan college (1977-1978). You were one of my best friends in those days. I remember you as funny and thoughtful guy. I remember you speaking English with Isfahani accent. It was the funniest accent I have ever heard. Rest in peace my friend. Kazem.

"Hi, my name is Mostafa...but you can call me Mo." That is how I met Mo. Mo was a very fine neighbor. I enjoyed our talks in our backyards discussing his beloved yard and all the efforts he put in to trying to make it look perfect. He wanted the greenest lawn in the neighborhood and definitely improved what he had inherited! We talked of the deer and how they were eating all my vegetables in my garden and how they were munching on his plants. His yard was his sanctuary and as he told me often, his exercise. He was proud of Justin, especially of his time on the Leesville Road football team. He also was quite proud of Layla. I will miss his friendly smile. Dr. Tom Sena

It was a honor & privilege to know your family for the brief time I had with you all. I will continue praying for your hearts. Know that I am thinking of you! Robin (A wing)

Mr. Shayesteh, I remember my first encounter with you, the day you came back from work and Brenda your wife and I had taken over your kitchen studying, you were so welcoming and supportive. The next time I visited because you have taken ill, you offered me cookies from your home town, you were such a compassionate person, you have left a memorable foot print that will never be forgotten. I pray God to console your family both here and abroad. May your sweet gentle soul rest in perfect peace. we love you but God loves you more. Florence A. Snell