Today would have been my Dad's 81st birthday. He has been gone for sometime now, he passed away in 1991. I can't take credit for remembering, but Mom reminded me about his birthday. Mom and Dad were married for 42 years when they were parted by the inevitable. But she still remembers him:)
Dad was a hard working and very giving man. Many people have wonderful stories to tell of how he helped them out in their time of need. This was my Dad. I know he loved me in his own way and I too loved my pops. This is the person God chose to be my earthly father and God always does things right.
For those of you who knew him, what do you remember about him? For those that don't, what do you remember, treasure, about your Dad?
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My Papa José was the best! Here are some thoughts about what I experienced first hand with my grandpa:
He was a very hard working man and willing to help those in need (but not the lazy). He would make opportunities for work for people who needed money. He wouldn't just throw away his money but if a person was willing to work, my grandpa would help them out.
He was a very strong support to my mom, sisters, and me when my dad passed away. I remember my mom crying because her husband was gone and she felt she was left alone. My grandpa assured her, "you are not alone, you and your children have me and I will provide for you guys." He kept his word.
He taught me how to get up every morning, even when I didn't feel like it, to go milk our cows, clean the pig pens, and work work work. My grandpa really inspired me.
He also helped me grow by trusting me. He never doubted that I would be able to do something. He may have doubted IF I wanted to do something but not if I COULD do it. He trusted me so much that one time he let me change the starter on his truck because I told him I could. He gave me money to buy the new one, and trusted a teenage kid with no prior experience to fix it.
I really miss him along with my mom and dad. God used him in my life, to teach me many things. His trust helped me grow. I pray I could be a man like my grandpa: hardworking, generous and wise, and able to inspire others to grow.
What i remember of my grandpa is that he was a hard working man.even on the weekends he would always find something to do,but he always had time to spend with his family.Making carne asada or going to the beach ,park ,or to the rio.I was proud and still am to be his grand daughter.
I remember going grocery shopping with him and my vila to Jalisco market.I know its not much going grocery shopping ,but to me it was a special time.It made me feel special,because I had been chosen to go with them all by my self.It was so neat to see the way people would treat my grandpa,and the way he would joke around with the butchers.I had a great time and at the end I could pick anything I wanted and he would buy it for me,and I didn't need to share .it was all for me.
I also remember when my grandpa would call the house to talk to my mom and I would answer he would always tell me the same thing"hey do you have a horse for sale,"and i would reply "no we don't have a horse for sale,but we do have a pony"and he would just start laughing.You see my grandpa used to call me horse and my sister pony.
My grandpa was the kind of man that didn't tell you that he loved you.He would show it with actions.There was the time when my dad had passed away.When I arrived to Mexico,and my grandpa saw me,he gave me a huge hug that in that hug he made me feel how much he loved me without saying a word.he just cuddle me like if i was still a little girl and held me there for a long time.to this day I can still get emotional as I think of that hug.
oh,theres so many things I remember about my grandpa that it would take me a long time,so this is all I will tell you.maybe one day we should all get together and just tell each other stories about the people we love but are no longer with us.
Jose thank you for sharing. It touched my heart.
Lulu you are a kid a heart, thank you for sharing.
Hey guys,
I don't have many memories of my Papa Jose.... all I remember is that he really loved me and that I really loved him.
Also, I know how much MY father loved his father. It sounds to me, by the way he talks about him, that he thought the world of his dad, as do I.
I have one vague memory though... he was playing with my little sister(Elvira) once, and was having a blast! I can remember his huge smile with his trademark mustache. I really like this memory(so much I've never been able to let it go). He was bouncing Elvira on his lap, singing "a donde vas conejo Blas, con esa escopeta colgandote atras?.." I remember Elvira loved it! She was cracking up.
Anyway, I guess ther's more memories, but this one is special to me. Thanks for making me remember such a beautiful man that meant the world to all of us.
To everyone: your memories are all beautiful.
To my Papa Jose: I love you!
(I thank the Lord for men like my grandpa and my dad. I too want to be like them)
God is GOOD!!
el 15 de abril fue cumpleanos de mi suegro,y junto con mi esposo y mis hijos lo recordamos con mucho amor. el 15 de abril de 1977 meno me llevo al hospital porque queria que me aliviara en el cumpleanos de su papa pero llego a la casa y mi suegro se reia, y lo hiso que fuera por mi al hospital. y haci fue como nacio pepe el 22 de abril. a mi caty le decia " mi ojotes" a elvira le decia "mija, hora de que tiene ganas, porquer tiene un grano en el ojo" y a mari le decia"mija te dieron de comer? pobrecita mija nunca le dan de comer" pero lo que mas me gustaba era que tenia bien unidos a sus hijos, siempre andabamos juntos todos. al rio,cine,parque, o en la casa y a donde tocaban los muchachos...pero siempre juntos. fue un buen ejemplo para mis hijos y lo recordamos com amor y respeto. en paz descanse
Blanca
I don't really have many memories of my grandpa, i would have loved to know him a little better. I do have a blurry memory of him sitting in a recliner in their living room in mexico, and i barely remember him at my tia letty's wedding in acatic, when they closed down the street to have a huge pachanga, lol! i remember him dancing..i think everyone had fun..i know i did,lol,i had a fluffy dress and that's all that mattered. I do know that my dad holds him very close to his heart, and anytime he talks about him, you could see the glow in his eyes. My dad means the world to me, i respect him and love him very much. he has always put his family first, and if someone needs his help, he will do whatever is in his reach to do so. He is wise, smart, patient, and very very caring. If i could become half the human-being that my dad is...i would be more than happy:) And this is how i know that my papa jose had to be a great man, because he made of my dad a role model, and if more of us could follow in those steps,then grandpas time here was fulfilled.
Elvira
Joser - I love this. btw the love and respect you have for your Dad is so evident.
Blanca - gracias por dejar mensaje. Me encanta!
Elvira - you made me cry. I love your heart towards your Dad. You are a special girl;)
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