31 marzo , 1927 – 18 diciembre , 2019
Ophelia Briones "MOM", age 92, passed away peacefully on Wednesday December 18, 2019.
She was born March 31, 1927 in Wharton, Texas as the 3rd child, and youngest daughter of Apolonia and Emelia Hernandez. She made a home for her 6 children in Houston, Texas and resided there until her passing.
She is preceded in death by her sisters: Julia Garcia and Petra Barrera, her brothers: Paul Hernandez, Frank Hernandez, and George Hernandez, her eldest daughter: Angelina "Cookie" Rodriguez, her middle son Morris Villarreal, and her youngest son: Georgie Sagala.
She is survived by her children: Steve Villarreal Jr., Ernest Villarreal and Julie Hernandez along with 9 grandchildren, 10 great grandchildren and 1 great great grandchild.
She was a beacon to all that knew her and a cornerstone to our family. Our love for her is immeasurable and forever, but we know that our loss is a beautiful reunion for those that came before us. Mom. We love you eternally.
The family will receive friends from 5:00pm to 8:00pm Monday December, 23, 2019 at the Pat H. Foley Funeral Home, 1200 W 34th St, Houston, TX 77018 to celebrate the life of Ophelia.
Funeral Services are scheduled for 1:00pm Tuesday, December 24, 2019 at Houston National Cemetery, 10410 Veterans Memorial Dr, Houston, TX 77038
- Visitation lunes, 23 diciembre , 2019
- Graveside Service martes, 24 diciembre , 2019
Jo Ann Mericle
diciembre 24, 2019
Mom Mom, I just want to say how very much I love you and how much you will be missed.
Also to thank you for all the wonderful memories you allowed me to share every Christmas Eve with the family in your home. I will miss you more than you will ever know. You are a beautiful lady and a beloved grandmother. I will be there with you for our last Christmas Eve and remember you always. God Bless and keep you in his arms eternally. Love Jo Ann
diciembre 23, 2019
Mom Mom, one of my greatest memories are of you preparing my most fave dish of yours, Mexican rice with ground beef. You always went out of your way to make it for me when you knew I was coming over to visit Steven. Secondly, how you always mistakenly called me Darrie. It was so sweet because she’s one of most kindest ladies I’ve ever met along with you. I know you are dancing in heaven with all that went before you especially Elvis❤️
Love you forever and ever AMEN!
Alexandra Cover Shaw
diciembre 22, 2019
I vividly remember, as a little girl, we would spend lots of afternoons with Abuelo on the front porch. We’d pick up sticks in the yard, clean the garage, and Abuelo would always sneak me pieces of Laffy Taffy when you weren’t looking.
With you at the center, Christmas Eves were a time where all of us would enjoy one another, share amazing food and drink, laugh, cry, hug and kiss. Christmases were so much more magical then, and I pray my children experience the amount of love, sense of family, and our heritage that you shared with each of us.
Here’s to you this Christmas.... I’ll be enjoying a cup of piping black coffee, and a slice of pecan pie. Your favorite, my favorite, too.
diciembre 22, 2019
You're gone but what wonderful memories you have left for us all. In reminiscing the many years that we shared, there were many wonderful days as well as those horrible times that saddened me to see you suffer at the loss of your children, my brothers and sister. I well remember the time together when Georgie passed...your pain was inconsolable. You were asking me why God didn't take you instead of him. I had no words of comfort, because there simply weren't any. Then there was Cookie and Bubba. It was just too much for all of us to see them pass in the prime of their lives. How the family was devastated. In the midst of your loss and as time passed, you also gained grandchildren and great grandchildren. I was so happy to see that Ava looked just like you when she was born. You held her when she was a baby. Steve and I often talk about Joe. Joe was your typical Mexican male of the 1950's, but eventually he turned out to be a good "Joe". I well remember you calling me to tell me that he had passed and how you cried at his loss. This brought back those memories of losing his and your son, Georgie.Thank you for being there to support and take care of us. I guess the father figures we had was Joe for a short time, and Steve who helped you and helped us, teaching us to drive and giving us Christmas presents and being there for us also as a big brother. For years you did it on your own. I well remember those times when you would come home early in the morning from Settegast Cafe working the night shift, bringing home candy for us. I always missed you being away. I was so glad to see that 1953 Mercury pull up into the driveway. I knew MOM was home.Then I married Darrie. And as I write this with tears, I miss you both so much. There is so much that can be mentioned here but time and space won't allow it. Just know that you were loved beyond compare. We will forever miss your loving and caring personality that was evident and present ...Always!
Angela Paige Villarreal
diciembre 19, 2019
So many wonderful memories of Mom that will forever warm my heart. Christmas Eve at her house with the whole family will always be my favorite.