Roberto was an amazing and nice person. I've known him when he was 16 and I was 15. We met in high school he was a Sophmore and I had just started my freshman year. I would always see him smile and always put all his eefort in school no matter what. He was determined to be someone after he finished high school. All though he wasn't your average high school guy. He's was the type of person that would be full of life, yes at times he would struggle and go through hard times, but he would never give up. He  would love to spend time with his family and friends. Most of all he would always make sure his family came first no matter what, especcially his Mom and his two sisters. I remember him telling me story of where he lived and his childhood and I could honestly say he has been through a lot, but he had come a very long way since he was a child. I can truly say no one knew him the way I did.  Many people could say they knew him, but only a few can truly say I know what he went through and why he was the he was. How I loved seeing him spend time with his family always joking around with his sister Mayte and his other younger sister Nicole. I mostly loved that he was never ashamed to show his mother that he loved her. I remember one thing he had told me was that he was never going to finishing paying off everything his mom did for him and his sisters. He would always tell me all he wants is to see his mom happy and not struggling anymore. Before he was diagnosed with brain cancer he would work in a ranch with horses. Prepare them for the horse shows and go to the shows as well to make sure everything went smoothly. All the money he would make he would always save some up and more than half would go to his mom. He would always help with the bills and would always take his sisters out to the movies and Six flags. It seemed like he was always healthy and never had any health problems. Two years ago things started going down hill. He wasn't able to keep hydrated or keep any food down he had gone in and out of the emergency room twice. Until the last time he went he was immediately transferred to Northwestern Memorial Hospital in Chicago where they tried to stablize him and run studies on him. I remember being there when they told us they had to do a biopsy on him to get some fluid and some tissue to figure out what was taking over his body. Around and nealry 2 hours the doctor comes out to talk to his mom to give her the terrifying news. That day his Grandma was in Roberto's Hospital room praying and His mom, his sister Mayte, my mom and I were there listening to the doctor to what he had to say. I remember there trying to translate without letting my voice get tied in a knot that the doctors had found a tumor in his brain. They still weren't sure if it was malingnant or benign, but that we needed to prepare ourselves if it was malingnant.  Who would've thought the guy that would "never" get sick would end up preparing for the worst news. He knew it was coming though.... He fought and fought never giving up. He got to spend two more birthdays with his family and Christmas as well. He even got his hopes up because with all the chemothrapy and radiation they managed to stop the tumor from growing for ahwile and gave him more time. Unforntunately the chemotherapy and radiation could only do so much, he slowing stopped walking on his own and eating on his own, as well as not being able to talk anymore..... On Thursday, April 27, 2017 he unfortunately couldn't breathe on his own and was transported to JourneyCare in Barrington where he spent his last few hours of life. He knew this moment would come and he had said bye to me ahead of time on Wednesday , April 26, 2017. Its surprising how he would know when his moment was coming. He made sure that before he passed he raised his arm as if he were to ask for help from his mom, but little did his mom know was he didn't need help, but he wanted to say his last goodbye. At that moment he pulled his mom closer to him with whatever force he had left and hugged her as tight as he could and passed his last breathe to his Mom, Teresa Torres. At exactly 8:40pm Thursday, April 27, 2017 Roberto had passed away. Who would've thought another amazing, caring person has gone.  All the funds that are collected through this gofundme is going to the funeral expenses and services that will be done. The family and I appreciate for any help that is given and evening helping sharing.