Author: robertjr

There was my brother Frank, Ruben, Rick and myself, I remember it was a dark, grey, blustery weekend; Four cold and hungry cowpokes, With a rabbit between us to skin. Since we didn’t bring any rations, The rabbit would have to do, Though it did not quench our hunger, It did give us a few… Continue reading Cold Dark Weekend

Nurse Rhonda was great, along with Sue, Lisa, & Suz Anne; My anesthesiologist, Dr. Napoleon Roux, Couldn’t have done any better in keeping me asleep For the Inspire implant surgery, to help rid me of obstructive sleep apnea, To ensure REM and deep sleep, non-stop throughout the night, for sure. Now for the ENT doctor… Continue reading Inspire Surgery This Day

My good friend, Delfino, that helps us at the food pantry Mild mannered, easy going, You wouldn’t know it, But he has a special gift that is really prime, Lord be told, his cookies will get you every time. He does not wear a cape, But I consider him a super hero; Not the super… Continue reading My Good Friend, Delfino

He is my Mom’s first Cousin, still going strong in his 80s. His Dad, Polo, and my Grandpa Francisco Elizondo were brothers. Some very early childhood memories of Javier, Were of him telling us his stories, jokes, watching over us, I’ll always remember the love he gave & the gentle, kind person, very dear, Priceless… Continue reading Javier Elizondo

My forever wife this morning reminded me Of all our doggies we’ve had That belonged to our beautiful Son. There was Fiesty, Duke, Peanut, Chase, Beta, Ollie, Freckles, Buttercup, Happy, & Dug Collazo. Always remembering That all doggies go to Heaven, It brings me great comfort That not only will we see our dear parents… Continue reading Our Forever Doggies

Rick has been my childhood friend since Holy Cross High. I recall he was always hanging around Our old house on 38 street. He would even call my parents Mom and Dad, pretty sweet; So, needless to say, we’ve been close most of our lives complete. Rick and I have many hunting stories to tell;… Continue reading He’s Still Rick To Me

Always thanking the Lord, For putting me where I’m supposed to be, I recall meeting my brothers back at Holy Cross High, Where there was one guy in our group that had a special sense of humor. For it was Armando always acting silly, being a clown, Making us laugh, when I looked around. Remembering… Continue reading My Good Friend, Armando

He is the Pastor of a Church, In a blue collar section of town; Always the good, kind-hearted, nicest, guy you’ll ever meet, Runs a church food pantry for those in need, For both spiritual, and to make the body complete. He is the Pastor who runs around to different places around town To see… Continue reading Pastor Octaviano

Thank God, call us lucky, or very, very fortunate, That we, “Viejitos”, still have friends from high school, From fifty-something years That love getting together to have a few beers To see see how everyone in our class is doing in life, Despite the world’s chaos and strife. We only have one rule, To not… Continue reading The HC Golden Oldie Knights – Class of 1970

Andy somehow finds birds with broken wings, or other hardships; Or maybe they find him, and brings them back from the brink. All the while feeding them, mending them, which is God’s purpose, From the time they are very small, Until they are stronger, in no time at all. A man of good conversation, Andy… Continue reading The Bird Man of Toulouse