Sending my deepest condolences to you all. I found myself reminiscing about Andres, so I decided to do a quick Google search. That's when I stumbled upon the news. He was such a genuinely kind man - it was such a joy to be his CNA he use to call me his bebe and always had some type of snack wow. We created some truly beautiful memories together.

Eddie,Dante and maggie .Visited tio Ramon 

I’ll never forget the day I met my friend’s dad, “Dante.” It was at his granddaughter’s birthday party and we happened to sit at the same table. 

He was chatty, quick witted, full of stories and chuckles. I now know where she gets it from. 

Although I only met “Dante” for a few minutes, made me feel at home and like I was already family. He had a way for words and made you feel important. He even tasked me, while he stepped away from the table, to care for his most prized possession, a toiletry bag full of medications. He instructed me to hold on tight and don’t let anyone near them. To be aware of medication bandits, “They’re out there. Keep your eyes open!” He warned. 

At this time, the Taquero line was forming, the scent of carne asada filled the air and though eager to join the feast line, knew I couldn’t let him down and walk away from his tablet treasures. I wanted to make a good impression, so I ignored my stomach pains and guarded them with my life, while ready to attack any pill snatchers with my plastic party fork. 

In the end, he returned and thanked me the mini pharmacy bag return, all in one piece.

He was very grateful, thankful and proud that I completed the task at hand. I think it was all a test really, a “Dante” loyalty test! 

Dante, I hoped you checked your medication bag at the pearly gates because where you’re going, there’s no need for them. 

God has welcomed you with healing hands. No meds needed! I feel bad for all the angels whose jaws and stomachs will be aching from laughing at your riddles….wait on second thought….quick…run back and get your med 💼 bag. They might need ache pill or two😂.


My name is Ben, and  I had the honor and privilege of caring for Mr. Cisneros for the past few years.  He was always one of My favorite Patients.   His jokes,  his laugh,  his sense of humor,  will never be forgotten.  My condolences to the family.  May God bless you with comfort,  and strength.  Rip Mr. Cisneros I will always remember you, and miss you My friend.  

Tío Dante was a blast. He made a really good birria, and he taught me how to cut and install tile when we tiled my grandparent’s bathroom.  I liked that he always treated me as an adult and not a kid. 

I remember tío Dante from my childhood visits to my grandpa Pancho in Tijuana. He was always cooking outdoors or helping my grandpa with fixing stuff around the house. I also always heard stories about him. My mom Xochitl always shared childhood memories about their strong bond; more than a cousin, tío Dante was a brother to her. Tío Dante would defend and stand up for my mom at school. There are a lot of sweet memories amongst all the cousins. 
I am sure my mom and my grandparents received tío Dante in heaven with open arms.
So sorry for your loss. 
Warmest Regards,
Carmen Gaxiola Álvarez

En paz descanse, mi primo hermano, Andrés Dante, siempre lo recordaré, esas llamadas que le hacía diario a mi papá, que en paz descanse para saludarlo y preguntar por su salud, pasaban horas platicando por teléfono, contando sus historias, aún cuando falleció mi padre siguió llamando cada semana, para saber cómo está su tía Irma (mi madre), a quien el quería mucho. Muchas gracias primo, por esos hermosos detalles, en el cielo seguirás platicando con mi padre. Florina Cisneros.🙏😢

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Andres Dante Cisneros

30 novembre 1955 – 3 décembre 2021

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