Johnny Ramos.
Johnny was the man who owned the butchery on the corner, down the road from the house I grew up in. He was a good, kind man, and a friend to the family. I visited him earlier this year when I heard he was not well, and found him severely ill, and dying from cancer. He looked like my late dad did shortly before he passed.
However, Johnny may have been stronger, and lasted some time before giving in to the disease. He will be buried this afternoon.
Rest In Peace my friend. Say Hi to my Dad for me.
Salagatle!
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