Luis Rene Ceniceros Jr

Luis was born on January 31, 1972, in the City of Orange. He grew up in Beaumont and later moved to Kansas where he spent time with our brothers who live there for the next 10 years. He moved back to California in 2002 and has lived in the Inland Empire until his death on October 25, 2010.

His immediate family consisted of his parents, Luis, Sr., and Linda Ruth Garcia, his grandmother, Prejadis (Prahedis) Ruth Garcia; his siblings, Laina Regina, Leeanna Ruth, Leonard Rubin, Joseph Samuel, William Eddy, Tony Vincent and Margaret. His beautiful children are Monique Nichole, Phedra Hope, Angel Joseph and Chyanne Rene; and his nieces and nephews who he considered his children, are Breeanna, Miles, Taylor, Anaissa (Anissa) and Jayden. He loved all of the rest of his nieces and nephews just as much, and knew that his brother Joe had his back in Kansas. Joe is the rock of everyone in Kansas.

Luis went to Beaumont High School where he met his two best friends, Ricky Castillon and Eric Peterson. Ricky has already met our lord after his battle with cancer and Eric is here now and has always been here for my brother. In 2002 he met his other best friend and now “brother”, Leopoldo “Polo” Rodriquez. He always told Polo “Familia por Vida”: Family for Life. Growing up with my brother was an adventure. He always tried to be the peace maker. When I would get upset and go walking he would run after me and ask me, “Where are you going?” I would say “For a walk.” And he would say, “Then I’m walking with you”. And he always was by my side. He loved to draw pictures, write poems and short stories. As an adult he loved cooking and still wrote poetry and made drawings. He worked as a cook for almost 20 years. He often talked about going to culinary school but ultimately his dreams were sidetracked.

He had his first child, Monique, with her mother, Misty Clark, aside from officially making my mom a “Grandma” at a very young age, it brought him great joy. The rest of his children followed shortly after.

After he moved back to California, he has been with me ever since. He got his first pet, a mixed pit that he loved very much named, “Baby”. He moved to Apple Valley for a few months last year and he asked me to keep his baby for him. Baby never forgot him. He had a special whistle for her. When she heard him, she would come running from where ever she was at.

My brother may not have been a community leader or a hero, but he was our hero who had the biggest heart of any one I have ever known. He had so much love in his heart and soul. He so wanted to be a “better person” and did not understand that he was. When I was late getting home at night he would text me, “Where is my Sissy” and that made me feel so good. He has always loved me for me, no questions asked. He has always loved everyone that way.

He never felt he deserved much or should ever ask for much. In fact, during his whole adult life, he struggled with his faith. It was not that he did not believe in God, he felt unworthy of Christ’s love. He may not have realized this, but when Christ walked the earth he didn't hang out with the most polished, the most successful, or the most perfect people. He hung out with those who were rough around the edges. Christ chose and surrounded himself with imperfect people and those who regularly made mistakes. But there was one thing that Christ's disciples had in common: they had love and kindness in their hearts. I am certain that when my brother met our Lord, the Lord recognized that while my brother may have been flawed and that he may have been imperfect, he was a loving and caring person with good intentions and a kind soul. I have no doubt that our Lord chose him and he is now by his side.

That is who my brother was: a loving son, a loyal brother, a loving father and a best friend. I love you my brother and forever will miss you.

Funeral Services were Friday, October 29, 2010, at 2:00 PM, at the Weaver Mortuary, 1177 Beaumont Ave., Beaumont, California.

Arrangements were entrusted to Weaver Mortuary.