AVIS DE DÉCÈS
17 février , 1932 – 29 janvier , 2020
Beatrice Tornero, 87 years old, went on to be with our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ on January 29, 2020. She was born on February 17, 1932 in Ixtlan, Nayarit Mexico and was a devoted wife to Miguel Tornero for 74 years. Beatrice was a loving and caring homemaker to her children and grandchildren. She loved spending all of her time with her children and family demonstrating her unconditional love. Her small stature had no bearing on the immense wisdom, humor, and love she would impart on everyone. Beatrice was the life of any party. She had a passion for music and often amazed us with her beautiful voice, especially, in the company of mariachis! Above all, Beatrice's legacy of her unwavering faith in Christ, will forever be carried on. She is preceded in death by her grandchildren, Kristen Ann, John Oliver, and Michael Justin. She is survived by her children Betty, Martha, Michael, Christina, David, Victor, Alfred, Mark Anthony, and Rubi. Beatrice’s life was a true blessing. She will be remembered for her beautiful heart. May our loving "Queen" rest in peace.
- Michael Tornero
- David Tornero
- Victor Tornero
- Alfred Tornero
- Ramon Polanco
- Tomas Hinojosa
- Visitation mardi, 4 février , 2020
- Funeral Service mardi, 4 février , 2020
- Committal Service mardi, 4 février , 2020
7 février , 2020
I will carry a piece of Mi Madre in my heart as long as I live
She was a wife, mother, my grandmother and even lived to be a great great grandmother.
People say smoking and drinking will kill us, BUT really, life is what kills us!
Madre lived a life choosing to never accept problems.
She always maintained her joy by turning everything in life into a joke.
Some believe this was her being silly, I believe it was her being wise. Because of her wisdom, she lived a LONG life, A life I admire!
The truth is, Madre never judged anyone nor did she care what people said.
She cared about being in blissful company and playing black jack, poker or lotteria for quarters and dimes.
My memories of Madre, as a child, walking into her kitchen in the middle of the night at the sight of her alone in silence at the head of her table playing solitaire, bring me so much comfort. They were nights like these were I would join and learn from her. “Hija, traime un cerveza deel refri” then Padre walks in and she’d hide it.
She told the BEST stories and whether they were true or not, they taught me to dream. One of my favorites was how she and Padre came into the US from Mexico. How she rode over in the 1940’s on the back of Padre’s Honda motorcycle with her hair blowing in the wind.
One story she never stopped telling me was how one day we would move to Mexico.
Throughout my life Madre was my comfort. She shared her talents with me and filled me with wisdom.
Madre was the one person who loved me enough to take time to help me improve my Spanish by interrupting and correcting EVERY WRONG word I said even if took me 20 mins to complete one sentence.
I knew Madre cared about me for many reasons but most importantly because she taught me how to be a better version of myself by sharing with me the things in life that made her happy.
I am so blessed to say, she left me with many golden nuggets to live by and for this, Mi Madre will always be the greatest!
5 février , 2020
Yo soy el mas afortunado nieta en el mundo de tenerte como mi madre, no mi abuela. Por que todo mi vida me trataste como un hija. Puedo hablar de ti por dias con todo los recuerdos que tengo con usted. Me ensenaste a jugar solitaire y loteria. Me ensenaste que tener un vida muy feliz cuando la vida es dificil. Te habriste tus puertas para mi mama y todos con feliz! Quiero decir muchismas gracias por todo lo que hiciste por mi... concinar, lavar mi ropa, hazme reir, hablar conmigo cuando me mama me regano. Me recuerdo que en los muchos anos que vivi contigo que cada cada dia en la manana y noche habriste la puerta de mi cuarto para ver lo que estaba haciendo. Aprecio que te hayas preocupado por mí. Tu eres unica y muy especial. Tu era la fiesta, y nunca van a estar el mismo sin ti. Pero gracias por los recuerdos. Los guardaré en mi corazón para siempre. Y perdon que mi espanol es muy mal madre... Yo Sé que me estás corrigiendo en este momento. Te extrano mi madre chulita!!!!
Con mucho amor,
Tu Nieta Michelle y como dices Sofi "Chofi"
Ramon Polanco Jr
3 février , 2020