Pedro M. Miranda

Pedro was born to Felix and Esther, June 7, 1925 in San Luis Potosi, Mexico. He married Paula, and were married for 50 years, they resided in the Heights neighborhood in Houston, TX.

He is survived by his wife Paula, 3 children: Gerardo (Carmen), Raymundo (Elissa), Angel (Rachel), 7 grandchildren: Maria, Andres, Pedro, Ivonne, Kayla, Gabriel, Genevieve; and 3 great grandchildren: Jose, Regina, Geyma.

Pedro worked and retired as a welder after 25 years for O&M Fabricating.

Pedro was known for staying busy and being a hard worker, he especially loved being outdoors. He spent most of his day outside, whether it was his daily walks, tinkering with his tools to fix something that was broken (nothing remained broken long, Pedro would fix it, usually with a soldering tool), climbing the trees to cut the branches or fixing the cars. Until his age got the best of his eyesight, he sat on the porch to read. He loved reading anything he could get his hands on, he even subscribed to National Geographic in Spanish.

Pedro’s favorite sweet was a Mexican bread called marranitos .

Pedro’s family and grandchildren were his life. He used to play hide and seek with Kayla, Gabriel and Genevieve outside, somehow, he was always persuaded to be the seeker. The game was never difficult, Genevieve always gave up their location by shouting “Weido (their way of saying abuelito) come find us.” He always had a Kleenex in his pocket for little runny noses. He made Ivonne and Kayla ham and eggs all the time for breakfast. When Elissa would ask if they wanted that for breakfast, the first question they would ask was “Did Weido make it”, they only wanted it if he made it. In the afternoons, after school, he would sit and watch cartoons with them, until it was time to watch the news.

His family and friends knew him for his khaki pants, suspenders and flannel shirts.

Several years ago, the father of one of Angel’s friends passed away, and this is what Angel wrote to her at the time of his passing, “I hope God takes the sorrow away quickly and leaves only the awesome memories you’ve made with him. We as a culture are deep rooted in family and fathers play a big part. Protector, leader, mentor to name a few. If he was anything like mine is, they SET THE BAR PRETTY FREAKEN HIGH for us all! I live everyday with the goal to someday measure up to them, a man among men.”