I have so many memories with my grandpa I can't emagine just sharing one memory about him he has  touched every part of my heart in many different ways i felt blessed to have a grandpa like him it was a pleasure every moment spent  with him like one time he drove me through Mariorga in Puerto Rico I was 12 by the way that was one of his professions  being a bus driver well, he took me through his route on one of his  shifts, I noticed he was very muched loved, anyways.. (lol) thats not my point what im trying to say is that at the end of that route he would pick up fresh pan sobao that would be bread the one that melts in your  mouth and hot coffee something I will always remember. My grandpa better known as Eduardito Is/was a really special man a man i will always miss as simple as that is just as simple as the moments i shared with him how he did anything and everything I said for a piece of Flan is beside me so funny how eating a piece of bacalaoito was like heaven to him, I spent alot of quality time with my grandpa when I could i grew up with my grandpa through out my years growing up another memory I was sleeping  my grandpa we watch tv, he wanted to watch a program , it was called "Tree-house but while watching he fell  asleep I stood up and watched it he woke up exactly when it was over, he said to me, did you see it?  im like yes Eduardito but lets wake up and go down stairs,  his replied,  Orita, tengo frio,  questate, déjame, A dios cara. Im like ohhh, my God here we go again, funny part is the program started again he started talking about it with me so he didn't have to get up.  To funny he was stubborn when it came to waking up!
In closing I was unable to be by my grandpa due to medical reasons but I did face time him the day before, he look good to me and I had no idea  it was going be the last time I saw, talked,or communicated with my grandpa. But, what i know is that my grandpa gave a good fight with strenth,dignity & honor on his terms & God's!

To my Chicago family, 
My deepest condolences to all of you.  Tío Eduardito, as I grew up knowing him, was my mom’ s youngest brother.  Bernardina who was the eldest girl died in her mid 30’s.  We  (my sister Wanda and I) were then raised by our grandparents (tio’s parents : Rafael and Juana Porrata Doria and Belia, tio’s youngest sister). When I was 10 I got to see tío in Chicago when mamá and I visited family.  Later on as an adult, I saw tío in Cidra , where he was living at the time.  Whenever I visited the island to be with my dad and family, I always tried to connect with tío Eduardito and tío Falin (his oldest brother). 
My aunt  Belia (aka titi Belia) wanted to visit him in Chicago a few years back.  This was the last time she saw him but she always tried to reach out to him with her phone calls.   Titi Belia is the last surviving sibling and is 94.  They have longevity in this family. My mom (mami) unfortunately did not .

The photo I have included is of him with his sisters(Petrita  and Belia). This was taken in CA when Piloto and Nadine brought tío out for a visit.  My aunts were thrilled to see and spend time with him. 
I will always remember tío as  “not a man of many words” but  with a quiet sense of humor.  Whenever I looked at him,  I thought of papá, because as he aged he resembled him .

I got to meet Sandy, Jeff and Shylah when I went to Chicago with titi Belia. I saw how blessed he was to have such a loving and caring family.  Living among family who loved  and cared for him definitely lengthen his life.  Thank you Sandy and family for your great effort in being there for tío and we know that he is resting in peace.


Eduardo was my uncle, but I did not know him personally.  I knew of him from stories of his cooking and his calm demeanor.  He could whip up fantastic meals I was told.  I followed his birthdays shared on FB by his family.  I met him once at a family picnic and he felt slighted because I didn't hug him.  It was awkward for me. Being the youngest of my family I wasn't around when memories were built.  But we (truly) met another time at Sandy's house.   Five things are cemented in my memory, 1. he kept calling me by my sister's name, 2. he said I was carinosa, 3. he gave off a gentle, loving energy and a warm embrace, 4. he looked at me and refused to call me Nora, LOL! and 5. he smiled a lot.  Being there I felt a loving connection between him and Sandy.  The obvious fondness Sandy had towards her father is a testament of his loving character.  The happy memories posted on video or film is evident of his joy for life.  Although, surely he had bad times, as is the human condition, it's obvious he was surrounded with love.  Sandy, Shylah, Jeff at home and all the others helped him leave his physical plane with peace, love, and joy.  God bless you all. He will rest in peace, without a doubt.  

OBITUARY

Eduardo Porrata-Rolon

October 13, 1923 – October 14, 2020

Montclair-Lucania Funeral Home

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