A Family Passing

In Memory of Joe T. Gobea

By Toni Rocha Rico

February 2, 2015

We are influenced by our environment in one way or another. Undoubtable our own personalities determine our perspective in regards the people around us and our experiences. What one person may view as an attribute, another may see as a flaw. As a child develops into an adult that individual has preconceived notations as to who they want to be and who they want to keep company with. We look toward family members to find our identity and sense of belonging. We also seek to find out our purpose so that we may plot a definitive direction to gravitate towards and ultimately find joy in doing our part in society.  

I cannot help but reflect on how a life has impacted me at the time of their passing. I am sure in one way or another we all do some type of reflecting. Some of us having feelings of regret, while others of joy. When a loved one passes on it is painful but it is my humble opinion that we should remember the good and be thankful for that person and how their life influenced who we are. Joe T. Gobea was my uncle and mother’s brother. I had the honor of hearing stories about Uncle Joe from my grandmother; therefore, I have a unique view about him. Not only do I know him as an uncle but I also know him as a brother through conversations with mom and also as a son through my grandmother’s eyes and heart.

Uncle Joe represented a generation of men that as they say, “they don’t make anymore.” He was strong, charming and intelligent. He was simply put - captivating. He could tell a story, joke or riddle like no one else. But for a time the laughter is silenced and the sing-alongs have one less voice.

As a family heals they come together to remember. Sooner or later the songs are sung and the stories are told once again with laughter. During this new beginning as we start another year pause for a moment from the new goals that you have set before you and remember who you are. Keep in mind that you are not only living for yourself but for those around you who are looking up to you for inspiration, motivation and direction.

One lesson from my childhood that I will never forget is that: No matter where you are, in whatever situation you are in or who you are with, represent the family well. We are all here for a short while and you never know how you might influence someone else whether in word or deed. Therefore live life to the fullest in goodness and loving kindness. Find the faith and courage to be great.

Vivir, Amar, Cantar y tal vez llorar pero nunca olvides quien es y de quien eres.

Gracias Tío José por las canciones. Hasta la próxima.