10 years have passed but it seems like yesterday

March 21, 2000 will be forever etched in my mind as a very sad day. On this day 10 years ago I lost a very special man, my maternal grandfather. Panchito was a great husband, father and grandfather I sometimes wish that he was still around to play with my kids. I am sure he would have shown them as much love as he had for his grandkids.

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Today was a very sad day

Ten years ago I met a great man. This man was Adrian's grandfather. When we got married he offered us his home so we could save money. Ever since the day I met him I thought of him as a grandfather.

He was always really nice to me and it saddens me to know that he will never be by our side ever again.

Today we lost a great man and unfortunately my children will never get to hear his stories about Cuba and Puerto Rico.

I will make sure that his memory is kept alive in my children's mind and heart.

Fito you will be missed.

Today is a SAD day

Francisco Guillen
03/09/20 - 03/25/08

Approximately 4 1/2 years ago my grandmother found happiness with a man who had been a good friend for many years. Early this morning she lost that happiness when this special man passed away.

Please keep my grandmother in your prayers as this will be a tough moment to endure.

Rest in Peace Guillen... You will be missed by many.

Cuchi... You will be missed

Cuchi
November 4, 1994 – March 6, 2008

Early this morning we lost an important member of our family… My aunt Jannette’s yorkie, Cuchi, passed away.

For those who knew Cuchi, you know that she was my aunt’s little baby. She was apparently very sick and the only person that knew this was my Aunt. A year ago, she was diagnosed with Liver cancer. She will be greatly missed by everyone especially my aunt Jannette.

Our only consolation is that she is now resting peacefully and we will always have all the happy memories that we shared with her.

My aunt has asked that if you would like to do something in memory of Cuchi, please make a small donation to the ASPCA.

September 11th

September 11, 2001 was just a typical Tuesday morning. I had just gotten to school when I got a frantic call from my grandmother telling me that an airplane has hit one of the twin towers in New York. Of course, this is very disturbing news but more so when your mother is suppose to be on a flight from NYC that morning.... I kept on trying to get some news from NY cuz all my family lives there and my uncle Raul worked a block from the towers but the lines were all jammed.


Since I couldn't do anything I just went into class and figured that I could probably get more information when I got out. In the middle of my class, my cellphone rings and it is a call from my uncle's house so I instinctively just got my phone and ran out of class. They just wanted to let me know that everyone, including my mom, was safely at home. My uncle had not gone to work that day cuz he was taking my mom to the airport. This news gave me huge relief so I immediately called my grandmother and told her everything was OK.

It wasn't til I got home from school that I realized the magnitude of what was happening in NYC. At that moment I started to cry so hard because all I could think was that if my uncle had gone to work that day he would have been so close to all this disaster.

Five years ago I spent the whole day praying that people would get saved andtoday I will spend the whole day praying for the families of all those innocent people that were lost on this AWEFUL day.