Today, my family and I got the worst news anyone can receive. We have lost my brother. My mom lost her only son today, and my sister and I will never get to see or make any more memories with our older brother. I write this so lost for words as we were not prepared for this at all—financially, mentally, or physically. I am writing this for help to help us bury my brother and help with all the expenses.

My brother, Ernesto, aka Neto was a loving, outgoing, fun person to be around. He loved to ride his street bike, Harley, skate, and just fish and chill with friends and family. He leaves behind two beautiful kids and a loving family: mom, dad, and two sisters.