Eliazar Garcia Rangel

A celebration of life service will be held at 10:00 AM, Monday, January 18, 2021 at GLEN ABBEY Memorial Park & Mortuary, 3838 Bonita Rd., Bonita, CA 91902. The burial will follow soon after at 2:30 PM at Eternal Hills Memorial Park, 1999 S El Camino Real, Oceanside, CA 92054.

Friends and family may visit GLEN ABBEY from 10:00 AM to 1:15 PM with Burial services from 2:30 to 3:30 PM.

Eliazar was born on July 13, 1937 in Cotija, Michoacán, MX. He met his soul mate (Reina) at the young age of 17 and how he explained it to us when we would ask him to tell stories of her, He said he knew when he saw her, she would be the one and only for him. They were married on 12/11/1957. When our dad was in full story mode and mom was listening, she would try and change the topic or be embarrassed which only encouraged our father to tell more of their love story. You could always see Mom and Dad sitting together while he would rub her shoulders or scratch her head, always walking holding hands, never separated and on the year they would have been married 49 years, God called on our mother to heaven on September 09, 2006. Not one day would go by that dad would not tell us a story of her or mention how happy she had made him.

There are not enough words or length of writing that would describe their life together as a couple and as a family. They left their beloved hometown of Llano Largo, Jalisco with their 5 Children to start a new chapter and provide their family an opportunity for a better life. Our father was a true example of what hard work and determination will get you in life. Our father came alone to the US to carve a path so he could bring wife and 5 children once he was established with a place to live. Our dad would tell us there were times he would eat from restaurant dumpsters and sleep on the streets of Tijuana until he was able to cross into the USA. He was able to work his way to having enough to bring his family, our first home in California was in Pinedale, a small town located near Fresno, CA.

In 1976 they were abruptly removed from their home and everything they knew and had was left behind. We remember the bus ride down to the border, while any child would have been negatively traumatized our parents made it seem as if were on a great adventure, at least that is what we believed.

Without having a specific destination in mind, we drove to Escondido, and then on to Valley Center. At one point they grew tired decided to park the pickup truck and sleep in an orange grove until they knew what to do the next morning. We slept in the middle of an orange grove, in dad’s pickup truck for some time…I guess you can say we were homeless for a while. Then we moved into a large garage and from there through their hard work we were able to move into a house. Eventually our family welcomed another 2 boys, making it a total of 7 siblings. My parents worked long and hard to provide for us, they may not have had allot of money but what they did have was so much love and happiness there was never a need for more. They were able to purchase their Valley Center property, eventually our father lost his production job, and never one to give up they saw an opportunity to have their own business, by growing, cutting and selling “NOPALES” it was definitely a family business because we all would help and have a great time talking, teasing each other, laughing, and enjoying Mom’s cooking.

They did this for years and were soon able to purchase a little house in Tijuana, “El Pipila” as we all call it. In that house our mother passed away and dad always felt closer to Mom being there, after many years and with much sacrifice he was able to have a nice little house built on the property. He was so proud of the house, he would proudly talk about it to everyone, and sit for hours on end looking at the house via his ring monitor and tablet.

His wish was to pass away at this house and God aligned everything to be able to give him his last wish. And I am pretty sure as the gates of heaven opened to receive him, Mom was waiting for him and sure she was saying “It took you long enough to join me, in her happy, jokingly way”. It gives us comfort knowing they are now reunited and will forever be holding hands as they watch over each of us.

Their story is one of courage to leave the comfort of what one knows. Perseverance on the trials of starting a new life not knowing the language spoken, nor having a dime to their name or any type of an education. Faith and Love for raising their children to trust in god but most of all they loved each one of their children like no other.

Eliazar had the most loving, always positive and kind heart any husband, father, and grandfather could have. He loved the outdoors, he loved all kind of animals and yes, he loved and even participated in what I am pretty sure is illegal…. “cock fights”. Some of his grandchildren call him “Abuelito de las Gallinas”. He had a way of making each of his children and grandchildren feel as if they were the favorite, his love had no limits. We will always remember how he would sneak candy and cookies when we would visit them, he would do this secretly and with a mischievous look on his face.

Eliazar is survived by his Seven children, Roberto Garcia, of Valley Center, Hortencia Ochoa, of San Marcos, Agapito Garcia, Of Valley Center, Alma Loera, of San Marcos, Saul Garcia, of San Marcos, Eliazar Jr Garcia, of Escondido and George Garcia, of Texas. Twenty-two grandchildren, and 15 great grandchildren. He was loved by so many the outpouring of love and condolences has really warmed our hearts through these difficult times.

The legacy Eliazar leaves behind is humility above all else, and to never forget how we began and how far we have come. So as you remember Eliazar please do so with a smile for he was a kid at heart.