Raymundo Cuevas Gonzalez

Raymundo Cuevas González, de 89 años, de Phoenix, Arizona, entró al Cielo pacíficamente mientras dormía el domingo 24 de marzo de 2024. Nació el 23 de enero de 1935 en Huachinera Sonora, México, de sus amorosos padres Cornelio Cuevas y Carmen Gonzales.

Raymundo emigró a los Estados Unidos de América en 1985, para hacer realidad su sueño de "brindar una vida maravillosa a su esposa e hijos". Raymundo trabajó interminables horas como obrero durante la mayor parte de su vida.

Raymundo era un hombre muy inteligente, disciplinado, trabajador y amable. Siempre estuvo dispuesto a ayudar a los demás en todo. Le encantaba escuchar música y también le encantaba cantar.

Raymundo deja un legado de por vida. Le sobrevive el amor de su vida, su esposa Rosa; sus 15 hijos; así como, 57 nietos; y 96 bisnietos; y 10 tataranietos.

Eulogy given at the service by Son of Raymundo, Sergio Cuevas:

Good afternoon everyone, my name is Sergio Cuevas son of Raymundo Cuevas. I want to thank you all for being here today. Let me tell you a little about my dads long lived life. Dad was 89 when he entered into Heaven, peacefully in his sleep. On Sunday March 24th 2024. He was born January 23rd, 1935 in Huachinera Sonora Mexico to his loving Parents Cornelio Cuevas and Carmen Gonzalez. He grew up with 5 siblings my uncles JUAN, PANCHO, LAURO and my aunt ESTHER and his surviving brother my uncle ELIAZ.

Now I want to share how our parents met. One evening in December of 1954, my mom went to the movies with her sister LICHA, in their hometown of AGUA PRIETA SONORA MEXICO. They were sitting in the upper deck watching the movie, when a very handsome man approached my mom and asked if he could sit next to her? my mom replied "the seat is broken it doesn't work." Dad didn't care and sat there anyway and they started to conversate for a long while, then they exchanged personal information. The rest is history. This day was very special because if it wasn't for that day none of us Would be here today.

Growing up I always looked up to my dad. I thought of him as a very intelligent, discipline, hardworking, and a kind man. He was always willing to help other in every way possible. He taught me to be responsible, to follow rules, to follow the right path, to work hard, and to earn a honest living. He gave me lots of tough love as well. Because of him I'm the man I am today.

But my personal relationship with my dad didn't start until August of 2019. That's when his ALZHEIMER'S had started to worsen. I felt blessed and privileged to be able to care for him. I had to learn how to shave him, how to shower him, how to clip his nails, and most important I had to earn his love and trust. As the years passed his memory got worse to the point that he didn't know who any of us were, but by then we had built a special bond. He would listen to everything I instructed him to do. He knew deep inside that I was there to help and that I meant no harm.

By the beginning of last year, he couldn't conversate and his understanding was to the minimum. That's when I realized that you don't need words to feel your fathers love.

The way he looked at me, the way he hugged me, and the way he shook my hand. That said it all.

One of the many memories that I will never forget is when we went to Claudias house to shave him; I had had a really bad, stressful, and hard day at work. I went inside, I grabbed my grooming set and took my dad to Claudias restroom to shave him. As I was shaving him, he just keep looking at me through the mirror. So I finally asked him "what wrong dad? why are you looking a me that way?" He told me that he was upset because I didn't greet him when I came inside. He told me that he has feeling that he is human and that he not an animal, and so why didn't I greet him? I smiled from ear to ear and apologized to him, gave him a big hug and told him that it would never happen again. I kept my promise ever since that day, no matter what kind of day I had. I would always greet him and give him a hug until the end of his life.

I would like to conclude with this poem for my dad.

I thought of you today,

But that is nothing new

I thought of you yesterday

And will tomorrow too.

I think of you in silence,

And make no outward show

For what it meant to lose you,

Only those who love you know.

Remembering you is easy,

I do it everyday

It's the heartache of losing you,

That will never go away.