What is there to say about my old friend Monchie. He and I met when we were both in elementary school, he went to Drachman and I went to Carrillo. We lived not too far from each other, I lived north of 18th Street and the Freeway and he lived south of 18th and the Freeway. We stayed good friends until his passing in December 1985. I saw and spent time with him in the summer of 1985 having just returned from overseas that June. His aunt my mother in law called to tell me of his passing. In the fall of 67 he introduced me to his cousin, my wife Isabel, the biggest favor he ever did for me. We have been together just over 48 years. I saw him whenever I was in town, he always came over to my mother in law's house to visit while we were in town. I think of him often.
David Trejo
What is there to say about my old friend Monchie. He and I met when we were both in elementary school, he went to Drachman and I went to Carrillo. We lived not too far from each other, I lived north of 18th Street and the Freeway and he lived south of 18th and the Freeway. We stayed good friends until his passing in December 1985. I saw and spent time with him in the summer of 1985 having just returned from overseas that June. His aunt my mother in law called to tell me of his passing. In the fall of 67 he introduced me to his cousin, my wife Isabel, the biggest favor he ever did for me. We have been together just over 48 years. I saw him whenever I was in town, he always came over to my mother in law's house to visit while we were in town. I think of him often.