Jose Fernando FLORES
September 26, 1930 – August 1, 2018
Jose Fernando FLORES was born on September 26, 1930 and passed away on August 1, 2018
- Funeral Mass Friday, August 10, 2018
Jose Fernando FLORES
Dolores "Loli" Flores
August 5, 2018
There are no words to express my grief, but know that I've had such a fondness and admiration for my brother-in -law, as a husband, father and uncle. My oldest memory of Joe and Carmen is 1952 when such compassion was most appreciated. The "Best Couple" truly in every way.
May Jesus hold you in His loving arms.
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August 3, 2018
My uncle Joe, I am so incredibly saddened by your passing. You were my daddy's closest brother. I used to love your ready smile and joking manner. My dad shared countless stories about your early years and the rivalry (friendly of course) you continued to joke about in your later years. I admired your dedication to family and your hard work ethic. I could always see how much you loved Aunt Carmen and how much she returned that love. Flores men make great fathers and your girls were indeed lucky people. Rest in peace until we meet again.
August 2, 2018
My dad started out from humble beginnings. Born in Texas, Dad worked hard with his family as a Migrant Farm Worker through his childhood and young adulthood. Dad told stories about dancing with his sister Cha-Cha (Olivia) and laughing with Vita and Lecha. He even had a cousin who could stand on a red ant hill and never get bitten! He loved hanging out in Corpus-Christi with his family as well.
My mom tells stories about meeting Dad at the local Tasty Freeze and dancing to the song "Harbor Lights". My dad was a hard worker and eventually married my mom, and landed a job as a tree trimmer for the City of Upland. Caring for my mom, my sisters Chris and Lita, and I was hard work. He always joked that he couldn't get "a word in edgewise" with so many women in the house. We spoiled him! He would call out when he came home from work with the words, "I'm home you lucky people!" We served him dinner and picked up his plate because we wanted to show him that we appreciated all that he did for us. My favorite memory from childhood was sitting on my Daddy's lap while he combed my long wet hair after my bath.
When I needed anything like braces or cheerleading outfits, he worked on weekends cutting trees for people. He wanted me to have a life full of opportunities. I remember the day I graduated from college, first with my bachelor's degree and later with my masters, he was the proudest Dad in the audience.
Dad loved the fact that I was a teacher. My mom and dad volunteered to work with Spanish speaking children in my classroom. My students loved the days when Sr. y Sra. Flores were coming to class! What a blessing!
As an adult, my dad came to my rescue too many times to count. He taught me to be proud of my heritage and that "Family always comes first!"
I miss my Daddy so very much! He loved when I rubbed his head or combed his hair (when he had some!).
My Daddy will always, always be with me! Hasta Luego, Papa! Until we meet again... in paradise.