Paul Anthony Ornelas-In Memory

50 Years Without You. A Brother To Remember

It’s hard to believe that it’s been 50 years since my brother left this world. Half a century has passed, but the pain of losing him still feels fresh. He was taken from us far too soon, and not a day goes by that I don’t think about him, miss him, or wish you were still here.

His passing devastated our family in ways that words can’t capture. The loss broke my mother’s heart in a way I had never seen before. Her sorrow was so deep and unrelenting. A wound that time never truly healed. We carried that grief-then and now-each in our own way, but always with love.

Over the years, more of our family have joined him on the other side. It brings me comfort to know he is no longer alone- he’s now reunited with so many of his loved ones. All of them together again… all except Tommy and me. We’re still here, still remembering, still missing, still loving.

I often find myself lost in memories of the good old times we shared. The laughter. The adventures, the bond only siblings can understand-it’s all etched into my heart. I miss those days more than I can say. His presence brought a light into our lives that nothing has quite replaced.

Even now, after all these years, I feel his absence in the quiet moments, in family gatherings, and in my dreams. He may be gone from this world, but he will never be gone from my heart.

I miss you, my brother. I carry you with me every day. Until we meet again, rest in peace,

With All Our Love, Your Brothers,
Johnny and Tommy Ornelas