He was a quite and unassuming man, He drove a truck up to the day of his diagnosis. He loved Guns , Westerns, and a good blood and guts movie! When I was growing up we often stood up late and watched horror movies till the TV went off air. My Mother worked as a nurse and worked a shift that left us (me and Jan) with him until she came home then he would go on the road. We would have who could sock each other the hardest contest and surprise nose tweeks so by the time my Mom came home our arms would be sore and our noses would have little black and blue marks at the end. It sounds like abuse but we had a ball. My Mom would say what the heck have you guys been doin we'd look at each other and simply answer NOTHIN!
Whatever we asked for My Pop always tried his best to do or get it for us. I will miss him something awful, but I know that he is pain free and with my Granma Lala and my little sister Cerina.
R.I.P Dad
Wilfred Atencio
8/24/1937 to 2/21/2011