*Let Perpetual Light Shine Upon Rolando Jimenez*

Most of my memories of Uncle Rollie are from my earlier years — pre-teenage years. He used to drive me to school. After school, I hung out at the Jimenez house with my cousins, playing video games and watching TV until my parents picked me up. He never seemed bothered by all the weird things my cousins and I got into (like making “magic love potions,” using the plastic floor cover as a Super Slide or jumping off the bunk bed).

I remember the way he played the piano and the way he sang. He had so much musical talent! The entire family goes karaoke nuts at holiday parties, but his voice always projected above everyone else’s.

I also remember how loved he was by our family. My mom drove all the way to Hemet just to hang out, chis-mis, eat and sing karaoke with her older brother. The Jimenez brothers and sisters are a tight bunch. His kids loved him so much and always looked up to him. He was such a loving father, always looking out for his children, and always wanting the best for them.

The last time I saw Uncle Rollie was last Christmas. He looked quite dashing in his black suit and button-up shirt I told him that he looked really good and he laughed it off. I remember hugging him too. He looked happy, surrounded by love.

Rest in peace, Uncle Rollie. We all miss and love you so very much.

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