We were so blessed to have the grandpa that we had. He brought nothing but great memories and laughs into our lives. I'm gonna miss seeing him in the same spot everyday i would come to visit. I'm gonna miss greeting him with "holaaaaa papa adan". He was nothing but great to us. Always took us to school & picked us up, always had chicle in his pocket for us (even though it was stale). I'll never forget how he made me eat  two waffles for breakfast, i was so full and crying that i couldn't finish them but he still made me eat it. I loved using snapchat filters on him and him yelling at me not to put him on el feis. There was also nothing more funnier than seeing him record on his phone and be part of our snapchat group chat. I'm going to miss seeing his bitmoji peeking through. I'm glad i got to see him before he passed, he told me he was proud of me for starting my own business. He also told me i'm not his grand daughter for joking with him that i voted for trump.  I'm gonna miss him so much and our conversations. He left us with nothing but great memories. Always in our hearts, we love you Papa Adan 🤍

Man, I have so many favorite memories. From him swimming with us as kids, to him making me try papaya for the first time and him LAUGHING when I started throwing up (I miss his laugh the most), to all his Spanglish puns and jokes, the random night when I went to visit him and mama Reyna and laying down in between both of them. He asked if it was cold outside (it was freezing!) and I said “yeah look” as I put my cold hand on his shoulder and him getting so mad and my grandma laughing haha. My all time favorite memory is when one day he picked me up from school in high school and as he was pulling up, he didn’t stop. I opened the door to try to get in but he was still driving and I said “Papa Adan stop the car!” And he said “no! Hay carros atras metete!” So I had to run and jump in the car, all while there was no one behind him. As embarrassing as that was, it still cracks me up to this day, 12 years later. That was my grandpa. That was Papa Adan, oh how I miss him dearly. I love you so much, Papa Adan. 

Growing up, my Papa Adan took me to school almost every morning. And every morning while taking me to school, he would play Cruz de Cemento. That song will forever and always remind me of him and the time we spent together as I grew up. I love my papa Adan and will always miss him. “I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in Me, though he may die, he shall live.”‭‭-John‬ ‭11:25

All of my favorite memories of Papa Adan include food and time spent in his backyard. One of my favorites is when he would swim with us grandchildren. I remember how fun it was to have him play “shark” and have him chase us around the pool he’d set up in the backyard. I remember him having us look under water so that he can show us his swimming technique and being amazed by how fast he swam even though he hardly made any movements. I loved that, after all the playing we did, he would either have Watermelon cut up for us or he’d help us pick Plums from his tree. 
One thing I’ll always hold dear is that he provided us grandchildren and now great grandchildren the space to play and be kids. 



Papa Adan, te llevaste un pedazo de mi corazón, pero lo llenaste con hermosos recuerdos. Eras el mejor abuelo y bisabuelo del mundo! Nunca me voy a olvidar de tus chistes y travesuras. Cuando nos jalabas los pies cuando andabamos nadando, o cuando te tomaste una cerveza hasta el fondo en cada carne asada. Rosalie dice que su memoria favorita es cuando eramos vecinos y siempre le diste  su juguito con pan dulce. Lo más importante que nos dejaste es la tradición familiar. Se pude sentir tu amor incondicional por nosotros. Te amo mucho Papa Adan. Siempre te amarè y extrañarè! Descansa en paz 🤍

Apá gracias por todo el amor que nos diste.  Nos enseñaste ha echarle chingasos a la vida.  Paso el camión pasajero por ti pero no con rumbo a Sonora si no al cielo pa! Te recordaré siempre y te llevaré en mi memoria.  Como me decías “I love you homeboy” 

Que en Paz descases Apá gracias por ser un buen papa . Me enseñaste  ser hombre  y echar me una cerveza de un tiro .   Te voy a extanar. Te quiero mucho y pronto nos vemos 

When we were little, we went camping all together. Papa Adan couldn’t figure out the word for hominy and yelled “come here and finish your pimples.” When I eat pozole or menudo that’s all I can think about....eating pimples. 

Cuando éramos pequeños íbamos a acampar todos juntos. Papá Adan no pudo entender la palabra para maíz y gritó "ven aquí y acaba tus espinillas". Cuando como pozole o menudo, eso es todo en lo que puedo pensar ... comer espinillas.

OBITUARY

Adan B. Fimbres

May 29, 1949 – November 9, 2020

Oakdale Mortuary & Memorial Park

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