In memory of Marciano Murillo

If you ever had the pleasure of knowing “Rocky” then you know how hard it is to come up with any words to begin to describe who and what he was. Rocky was the big teddy bear, always smiling, laughing, joking and ready to embrace you in a huge hug. He was also the teddy bear that could turn to grizzly bear within a moment; to protect his brothers and sisters in law enforcement, as well as the citizens of the communities he served. Rocky was a fierce and loyal friend, protector and most of all, dad and husband. Everyone that knew him, could see the love he had for his 5 babies and his beautiful wife, Amy. The stories he shared, the way his face and eyes lit up when he was talking about any one of them, you knew they were his life. It was only one day prior to Rocky being taken from us in an accident, that he publicly bragged about how proud he was of his wife and the journey she had been on. Rocky was so much bigger than life. There is truly no way to capture what he meant to so many people- the lives and hearts he touched, the kindness he shared, and the love he gave. Rocky leaves behind a wife and 5 children that are completely devastated and grief-stricken. We know that Rocky would have been one of the first to help any of his friends, and we want to help take care of his family as Rocky was the source of income for his family. We know that money will never replace him and all that he brought to our lives. Anything we can donate will help ease the financial burden for his wife and babies as they learn to live with the loss of their dad, husband, and friend.

It’s so hard to capture him in words. He was such a life force without even trying. I want to just hug the babies and Amy so tight and help them heal, but how? I can’t wrap my head around it. Even with everything they went through as a couple, his careers and so on, they were still devoted to one another and were such proud parents. It hurts me to my core knowing that I’ll never hear him mess with me again, or hear him break out into random song, or crack a joke, feel one of his bear hugs, or randomly run into him at the school or in his community or the grocery store again. And you know he’s pissed that he went out like that. Lol. You know he’s up there now like “Wtf, man. It couldn’t have been me taking out a bunch of gangbangers or cartel, doing hero shit that I’ve been doing for years? Really, an accident, in BUCKEYE? Wtf?!” I know you can hear him saying that shit.

I want to thank you to Susan Jackson Monroe for your kind words