I'm Sorry
My brother is and always will be the coolest person that I
know. I’m not even quite sure who I am without him telling me what’s cool or
not. My brother was such a large presence wherever he went and everybody loved
him. I have always been the more cynical between the two of us, but Manuel made
me believe in people, because I believed in him. I am always inspired when I
think about how he, as one person, has impacted so many lives. I think about
all of his kids, because all of his students from the time he started teaching
are his kids, and of how proud he is of all of them. He would come home
everyday and tell me about their struggles and strife, good days and bad. Wherever his kids ended up, he usually knew
where they were and what they were doing and tried to stay in touch. Each
student success, big or small, is a testament to what a phenomenal teacher and
person that he was. I am glad to see the teachings of Manuel Chavez go forward
and implant in the subsequent generations and that he has made such a lasting
impact, one that I hope they will always carry with them.
Manuel’s second family, his ghetto family, have some of
Manuel’s most cherished memories. He was so lucky to find a group of people
that loved him so completely. A group of people who would feed him pozole and
send him home with Tupperware, who would come over just to check in on him and
hang out, people he went out with and shared some crazy adventures, too many to
even count. He truly loved that family.
I always thought we would conquer the world together,
because he always told me that we were better as a team. And I still truly
believe that, because I always believed what Manuel told me. I’m not quite sure
how to proceed with that legacy since in physical form that team no longer
exists. But I have hope, that as much good as Manuel put out into the world and
that as much as he paid it forward, that the world has already become a little
bit brighter in his brief time here. I hope that my 29 years with the worlds
best brother bear and the other M to my M&M, has given me the courage to go
forward with the “training” as he liked to call it, the training that he left
me with, and maybe not conquer the world as we once prophesized but at least to
help make it better than how we came into it. I know that Manuel has already
completed his portion and now I will work towards mine.
So to Manuel, the best brother, and the best son, the best
cousin, the best nephew, the best teacher, the best mentor, and the best
friend.
Manuel J. Chavez, the best there is, the best there was, and
the best there is ever going to be.
12/13/1979 - 10/8/2017
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