Farewell to Chico
Friday, May 24th, 2024
I met my birth father, Paul “Chico” Fernandez, back in 2000 when I was 39 and he was 60. It was a fascinating adventure that I talked about here in 2001.
After a stroke left him paralyzed earlier this year, he and the family decided it was time for him to let go, and he passed peacefully yesterday, surrounded by family, having been visited over many weeks by many people paying their respects. I was glad to have travelled to Santa Monica to be with him and spend some quality time.
This is still the picture that captures the connection between us. I am so glad to have had the opportunity to get to know Chico and understand that makes him (and me) tick.
Rest in peace, Daddy Cheeks.
I met my birth father, Paul “Chico” Fernandez, back in 2000 when I was 39 and he was 60. It was a fascinating adventure that I talked about here in 2001.
After a stroke left him paralyzed earlier this year, he and the family decided it was time for him to let go, and he passed peacefully yesterday, surrounded by family, having been visited over many weeks by many people paying their respects. I was glad to have travelled to Santa Monica to be with him and spend some quality time.
This is still the picture that captures the connection between us. I am so glad to have had the opportunity to get to know Chico and understand that makes him (and me) tick.
Rest in peace, Daddy Cheeks.
