PETE ORTEGAMarch 4, 1952 to August 6, 2010
Dallas Cowboy's True-Blue Fan!
(click on name for Big Spring Herald Obit)
Well, what can one say when someone's loved one suddenly passes away! Of course this is a rhetorical question as it just cannot be answered. We are all so different that we cannot possibly understand someone else's pain or anguish. All I can think is to dedicate this post to my ex brother-in-law, Pete, and the good memories I have of him. I am really disappointed in not being able to attend his funeral today. I really wish I could have but circumstances arose which prevented it so I won't offend anyone by trying to justify the reasons. To not add insult I simply say that my ex bro-in-law is on my mind today and I will bid him farewell in this post.
The best way I know to honor someone is to write about them and keep their legacy alive via the electronic highway. Somehow I believe that G-d provides our loved ones with electronic gadgets, Internet service and such upon "their arrival". They can see and receive data, but cannot send it. That's quirky, but hey, I am quirky and my love of writing and computers combined will make sure everyone has a lasting place on the electronic highway.
With that said, I remember Pete's quirkiness as well; he was no different really than I am. He would go around reciting people's names and often combine one or two or more and come up with his own phrases and names for us and he would do it to a funny tune. The ones I remember most are as such:
The best way I know to honor someone is to write about them and keep their legacy alive via the electronic highway. Somehow I believe that G-d provides our loved ones with electronic gadgets, Internet service and such upon "their arrival". They can see and receive data, but cannot send it. That's quirky, but hey, I am quirky and my love of writing and computers combined will make sure everyone has a lasting place on the electronic highway.
With that said, I remember Pete's quirkiness as well; he was no different really than I am. He would go around reciting people's names and often combine one or two or more and come up with his own phrases and names for us and he would do it to a funny tune. The ones I remember most are as such:
"Chepa, Tila, Veva"..."Noon, Noon, Yoli, Yoli"..."Veva, Tila, Beaver"..."Chepa, Tila, Jabier."..."Tila, Billy, Taita"..."Dula, Dula, Dora"..."Tila, Role, Panson"..."Popo, Momo, Fua"..."Jay, Chell, Chell"...
It just depended on whom was in the room when he did this or whom was being mentioned. It was funny as heck to me, and I still find myself thinking about it, laughing, and also often reciting some of those phrases myself. Just as I remember Pete doing it. I believe I shall continue doing it.
I never knew much about Pete after he and my sis, Aurora, separated and such. I did keep up the casual correspondence with him for a while, but that ended of course after I moved to San Antonio. Before that I would see him when he would be kind enough to give me rides to my first job at Kmart (thanx, Pete) or I would run into him around town. He and I would speak about different things, more often it pertained to his missing my sister and their daughter, Michelle. Things ever so different as they always are after a separation/divorce, but I always felt he did love his family. I won't elaborate on things I know not about so I won't be as brazen to say that his relationship as a dad to my lovely and dear niece, Michelle, was this or was that. It simply was what it was and it is only important and between them two. All I can add to that is that my heart does go out to my niece, Michelle. I lost my dad (papi) at a very young age and that I know how my niece feels for her loss of a father and the loss of more time with him.
Pete was a good person. I can honestly say that I never remember him having a malicious bone in his body. Sure he would get mad at times like human beings do. Do or say something wrong about him, his family, friends or the Dallas Cowboys and he would naturally fend for himself. He always did what he could for his family - his way - popular or not - it was how Pete was. I never remember him speaking ill of others either. That is my memory and if it is wrong, humor me.
I hope he is finally at rest away from any ails which may have plagued him/his life. Going forward my biggest memory of Pete will be me as a little girl still unable to speak certain words having been born a cleft palate and still without a proper retainer to block the gap in my soft palate; I would not be able to say Pete's name properly and would call him..."Fete". He got a kick out of it but never made fun of me for it. That's how I will remember him. Then there was his love and passion for football and the one and only DALLAS COWBOYS. Not a better or bigger fan aside from my sis (Aurora) back then when I was still a little girl. They made me fans of the 'BOYS as well. A passion that has not subsided but grown bigger. Sometimes I get mad at them, at the players, the owner and the decisions, but for the dynasty known as the Dallas Cowboys, I do not flee or evade. I can be critical of the 'BOYS, a fellow die-hard (pardon the term I say it with respect) can also be critical of them, but for those who oppose our 'BOYS...not recommended.
I never knew much about Pete after he and my sis, Aurora, separated and such. I did keep up the casual correspondence with him for a while, but that ended of course after I moved to San Antonio. Before that I would see him when he would be kind enough to give me rides to my first job at Kmart (thanx, Pete) or I would run into him around town. He and I would speak about different things, more often it pertained to his missing my sister and their daughter, Michelle. Things ever so different as they always are after a separation/divorce, but I always felt he did love his family. I won't elaborate on things I know not about so I won't be as brazen to say that his relationship as a dad to my lovely and dear niece, Michelle, was this or was that. It simply was what it was and it is only important and between them two. All I can add to that is that my heart does go out to my niece, Michelle. I lost my dad (papi) at a very young age and that I know how my niece feels for her loss of a father and the loss of more time with him.
Pete was a good person. I can honestly say that I never remember him having a malicious bone in his body. Sure he would get mad at times like human beings do. Do or say something wrong about him, his family, friends or the Dallas Cowboys and he would naturally fend for himself. He always did what he could for his family - his way - popular or not - it was how Pete was. I never remember him speaking ill of others either. That is my memory and if it is wrong, humor me.
I hope he is finally at rest away from any ails which may have plagued him/his life. Going forward my biggest memory of Pete will be me as a little girl still unable to speak certain words having been born a cleft palate and still without a proper retainer to block the gap in my soft palate; I would not be able to say Pete's name properly and would call him..."Fete". He got a kick out of it but never made fun of me for it. That's how I will remember him. Then there was his love and passion for football and the one and only DALLAS COWBOYS. Not a better or bigger fan aside from my sis (Aurora) back then when I was still a little girl. They made me fans of the 'BOYS as well. A passion that has not subsided but grown bigger. Sometimes I get mad at them, at the players, the owner and the decisions, but for the dynasty known as the Dallas Cowboys, I do not flee or evade. I can be critical of the 'BOYS, a fellow die-hard (pardon the term I say it with respect) can also be critical of them, but for those who oppose our 'BOYS...not recommended.
May Pete be able to keep watching his Dallas Cowboys.
I am sure he won't miss a game after all, they (Cowboys) are G-d's Team.
(click on my "Dora's Sports Blog" 4 Dallas Cowboy's note and in remembrance: Pete)
I am sure he won't miss a game after all, they (Cowboys) are G-d's Team.
(click on my "Dora's Sports Blog" 4 Dallas Cowboy's note and in remembrance: Pete)
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2 comments:
this is jose, and i cannot belive girlie friendie that you so, scaredie cattie to say the word GOD. shame on you little red raider girlie- we strip you of your red red raider colors and give you rusty brown of an aggie!
Jose, shame on you. Though I am certainly not Jewish, and no one's business what religion I practice, it is from the Jewish faith that I do as such. The Jews write down His name in a way to prevent others from destroying the name of God, thus G-d. I believe the rest of us should do that and protect His name. Know not what you say, Jose, but I will not bash you for it. Next time do some research, please. Respectfully, Ms. Dominguez
P.S. take your own aggie self back to aggieland as it is you not worthy of being a Red Radier.
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