He was born at the wrong time with the wrong circumstances he lived the wrong life not meant for a child to walk for miles in order to get educated lessons to learn English learn backbreaking work from the day he could walk go get some water from the well all of the animals require that their thirst does expire before he could play he had to chop wood half a day to keep the Adobe little one-room house warm he had to feed the horses the goats, cows, and pigs their food source that they would need in order to survive the horrors of those days that weren't his, no way bad luck personified to be born to a young father never to meet his mother as she would expire birthing this baby then given to two very old grandparents that could barely walk he was their salvation but it wasn't his journey the father would return to visit the Lad with a new wife and a brood of 3 all of his growing life this kid would persevere he didn't know the meaning of fear he grew into a man of the greatest kind humble, respectfull, proud, loyal married and stayed with the same lady until his dying day but it wasn't his journey of plan he was one hell of a man with the pain and suffering the loneliness the jealousy that he couldn't be the son that he was intended to be He was my brother Ramon Monchie Hidalgo the greatest man that I've ever known he has just passed rest my brother you were like no other