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I am Michael whorecently received news, news that most do not like to hear or face, similar to being a parent and getting that one to three AM call regarding one of your children.
Even though, we knew what would transpire, the bricks crumble down crushing your windpipe and breaking the water valve–It still hurts even though you know it will happen.
Born as Patricia Celia Aguilar Birth 5 Nov 1945 in Colusa , California, we called her Aunt Sheila. Sheila was my Dad’s favorite niece. Sheila is my first cousin but out of respect due to our ages as children we were told to address her as Aunt Sheila–and we did so.
Sheila was a person that would drop what she was doing to aid her family. My brothers and I were small meaning needing to be supervised. My mother rest her soul had a gallbladder surgery in the late 70’s when the use of laparoscope was not approved until 1988 in the USA. My Dad asked if Sheila could watch us while Dad had Mom in the hospital and he at work driving tractor trailers. She did so bringing along her daughter Toni my first cousin once removed to help her in some degree. Aunt Sheila not only just watched us but also took care of all the house shores while my Mother was in the hospital. A person dedicated to family.
My first experience eating Menudo was one evening at her house in Williams, Ca that was made with Tripe, my cousin Bob told me it was from the lining of the cow’s stomach-as my nose went up in the air, but it was good.
Some say that a photo is worth a thousand words, this cliche I believe for this one photo says a lot. I will miss You Aunt Sheila. You will not be forgotten.
I only hope that I can make to it your funeral to be with family at this time.
I am current going through Vocational Rehabilitation due to a surgey that left me with Complex Regional Pain Sysmdrom. I need all the help I can get.
Even though, we knew what would transpire, the bricks crumble down crushing your windpipe and breaking the water valve–It still hurts even though you know it will happen.
Born as Patricia Celia Aguilar Birth 5 Nov 1945 in Colusa , California, we called her Aunt Sheila. Sheila was my Dad’s favorite niece. Sheila is my first cousin but out of respect due to our ages as children we were told to address her as Aunt Sheila–and we did so.
Sheila was a person that would drop what she was doing to aid her family. My brothers and I were small meaning needing to be supervised. My mother rest her soul had a gallbladder surgery in the late 70’s when the use of laparoscope was not approved until 1988 in the USA. My Dad asked if Sheila could watch us while Dad had Mom in the hospital and he at work driving tractor trailers. She did so bringing along her daughter Toni my first cousin once removed to help her in some degree. Aunt Sheila not only just watched us but also took care of all the house shores while my Mother was in the hospital. A person dedicated to family.
My first experience eating Menudo was one evening at her house in Williams, Ca that was made with Tripe, my cousin Bob told me it was from the lining of the cow’s stomach-as my nose went up in the air, but it was good.
Some say that a photo is worth a thousand words, this cliche I believe for this one photo says a lot. I will miss You Aunt Sheila. You will not be forgotten.
I only hope that I can make to it your funeral to be with family at this time.
I am current going through Vocational Rehabilitation due to a surgey that left me with Complex Regional Pain Sysmdrom. I need all the help I can get.
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Michael Rios
Organizer
Sioux Falls, SD
