It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men and women who died.

Rather we should thank God that such men and women lived.

-George S. Patton, Jr.

 
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Frank (Paco) Esquivel

- - February 24th, 2015

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The follow was written and submitted by Paco in advance of his and Carmen's attendance to the 2013 Cuban Reunion in Helena, MT.
"Life after Butte/ Helena
My brother Pedro and I moved to Southern Calif. to be with our parents and sister. Pedro transferred from Carroll to USC to complete his engineering degree. I went to work for Uniroyal Tire Company for 5 months until I got drafted by the US Army (not a surprise). After finishing basic training, I spent 21 months in "beautiful" Ft. Riley, Kansas working in the Finance Office. Looking back at it, I was extremely lucky since it was an 8 to 5 office job, was able to live "off base" next to Kansas State University, and worked with a great group of people.
After the Army, I returned to Southern Cal., went back to my old job at Uniroyal, finished my accounting degree, and worked for a couple of smaller/medium firms as an internal auditor.
In the late seventies, I was hired by TRW Space & Defense Systems in Redondo Beach, Ca. and worked in their Accounting and Finance Operations for thirty years supervising and managing various accounting departments. Northrop Grumman acquired TRW in 2002, so I did retired from Northrop as a Sr. Accounting/Finance Mgr. Since retirement, I've been able to lower my blood pressure, read quite a few books, and had the time to see my daughter play sports in college.
While at TRW, I met my better half, Carmen, married, had two children (Daniel and Bryanna); Daniel got his master degree from NYU a couple of years ago, and the youngest one just finished her college degree and is planning on going to grad school.
Carmen will retire next year, and since both our kids are done with college (pay raise for us), we are looking forward to doing a little bit of traveling, and spending some "siesta" time in the back yard under the jacaranda tree.
Glad we are making the trip to Montana, since not only will it give me a chance to visit with friends, but also an opportunity to revisit old memories."

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Roberto Fernandez

St. Joseph's Orphanage

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Rodney Ferrer

Cathedral High Class of 1966

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From Fernando Santana on March 16th, 2013
I did get to meet Rodney a few years after we got to Helena I believe he had just been released from a correctional facility his crime was defending his little brother while at St Joseph's the head nun (who eventually took off with some guy) used to take from the Cuban children Ronnie as we called him took his brother to the kitchen late at night to get him some to eat 
 
Rest in peace you did what you had to do I'm proud to have met you
 

Oscar Gregario

Carroll College Class of 1966

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From Fernando Santana on March 16th, 2013
One day my brother punched a hole in the first floor wall (right off the college guys rooms) and the priest whose name escapes me came after my brother after arguing and proceeded to beat him up at the time there were not many guys left at Brondel but Goyo was visiting about the time this was taking place if I recall he was living at a foster home  with a Senator . I can tell you I tried to get that priest off Damaso who was by this time bleeding and I could not that is when Goyo jumped in got the priest away and then took us to the Bishop' s home to show him what one of his priests had done I will never forget the Bishop extending his hand so we could kiss his ring and Goyo spitting on it and then taking Damaso to be taken care of 
 
this took a lot of courage  Rest in peace  we will never forget your actions that day
 
From Manuel Perez on March 25th, 2013

I remember el Goyo quite well.  He was one of a kind.  He was always corteous, never disrestpectful and always smiling.  Loved to joke around a lot and loved his orange print shirt with the sharp collar and buttons and of course his tan tight jeans.  I will always have good memories of him.  I am sorry I could not follow up on his whereabouts as well as many others to still have enjoyed their friendships after the Hall.  Rest in Peace my friend

 

 
From Juan Angulo on April 9th, 2013
I remember Goyo fondly, his sense of humor and his annoying laugh. My favorite story about Goyo has to do with the first haircut that I gave him, actually it was the first haircut that I gave anyone ever. Orestes had a very busy social life and I offered to be a barber also. Goyo was my first victim. I did not put an adaptor on the clippers and as a result Goyo had no hair on one side of his head. I was stunned and did not know quite how to tell Goyo that his scalp was showing on one side of his head. He took it in strides and laughed about it. For the next few weeks he wore the beany that freshmen at Carroll College wore on that side of his head until the hair grew back. By that time, I had had a few more victims and some practice. Rest in peace, Goyo.
 

Fernando Ibarbuengoitia Garde

Cathedral High Class of 1965

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Although we never crosed paths again, the brotherhood at Brondel Hall gave us an unbreakable bond.
Less than a week after the crash I flew into Dallas on my way to San Antonio. I saw the complete skeleton of the Delta plane burnt to a crisp, at that time I did not know you had perished in it.
God Bless, we will meet again.
Damaso Santana

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From Damaso Santana on March 13th, 2013
Fernando died in the Delta Airlines Crash in Dallas, Texas. He was on his way home to San Antonio, Texas, May he rest in peace.
 

John & Joan McCarvel

House parents after Jim & JoAnn O'Neill

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From Fernando Santana on April 29th, 2013
What I remember was John working late so that he could get us all to Anaconda for Christmas with the exception of the older guys I do not believe that the younger group knew about his efforts I remember not liking the fact that sometimes he was not around at nights.  We found out Later what he was doing for us, his wife of course was part of the eefforts.
 
when he took us tobogganing I remember some of the guys crashing into a tree I think it was Jorge Rizo who got hurt
 
From Mario & Ana Toca on June 5th, 2013
Dear John & Joan:
 
You guys followed the O'Neills act in our lives at Brondel.
You guys brought lots of love and Robby.
I remember that Christmas when you decided that we were to have Christmas with a family and brought all of us to Ananconda for the holidays.  Hector (Makoto) and I got to stay at your parents home and the house where you grew up.
After you graduated from Carroll and went to work in the insurance department for the State of Montana, you still kept a watch over us.
Cannot forget back in 1966 when my dad came from Cuba to Helena and I was forced to move off campus and rent an apartment on Benton Avenue next to the old post office.  You came to visit right away and gave me a $50 bill, which took care of one month rent.  Needless to say, I was also given instructions in how to handle the situation.
With the years we lost contact and then hooked up again in the early 90's, when I had business in Kansas City and you guys were livinng in Topeka.
I have to say that the love was still there.  Sadly Joan passed away two years later and that was a tough time.  She went away too soon.
Again we lost contact, until two years ago when I read your obituary.
I know that if you were alive, you would have been very active and mischevious in the handling of this reunion and needless to say, I am sure you guys would have brought lots of love and all your tall stories.
I am proud to say that next week you will be very well represented by Rob and Rhonda and that your memories will be honored with our love.
 
Mario & Ana
 
From Makoto (Hector) Matsumoto on June 7th, 2013
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Dear John and Joan:
 
Next week we Brondelians will be gathering in Helena commemorate the 50Th Anniversary of our arrival in Helena.  We will have the opportunity to take a trip down memory lane. This trip will not be complete without recounting some the wonderful memories that you brought to our lives.  Those memories will always live in my heart.
 
I will never forget how hard you worked to give us one of the most beautiful Christmas presents I have ever received.  Grandma and Grandpa McCarvel open their home and their hearts to make sure that Mario and I had a wonderful Christmas.  All the families that hosted the other brothers did the same.  This will never be forgotten.
 
I will always remember those Saturdays when you and Joan shared with me the fried chicken that she used to bring from the restaurant where she worked.  Those are unforgettable moments as I felt like sharing dinner with my family.  I recall spending my last Christmas in Montana with you Robby, and Jimmy.  I still have part of the desk set you gave me that year.  I have treasured those pieces for 48 years and I will treasure them for many more years. 
 
By the way, John I never told you how much I hated it when you used to call me “Hecky”.  I accepted it because coming from you was a loving nickname.
 
Next week we will raise our glasses and celebrate your lives.  You will be well represented by Robby and Rhonda.
 
I will miss you at the reunion; but knowing that you are safely and peaceful at home in Heaven watching us will fulfill the void.
 
Love and Blessings
 
Makoto (Hector) Matsumoto.
 

Jimmy O'Neill

Son of house parents Jim & JoAnn

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From Mario & Ana Toca on April 7th, 2013
Dear Jimmy:
 
We got to meet you when you were a year old and immediately you became our mascot.
It was a lot of joy having you around, crawling and climbing all over the place.
We regret you life was cut short and never being able to share your adult life.
Your parents loved you and miss you very much.
 
Mario & Ana
 
From Juan Angulo on April 9th, 2013
I am very proud and humbled that Jim and JoAnn chose to post the sketch that I did of Jimmy. This is another 'haircut' story. I gave Jimmy his first haircut. He was sitting in his high chair and while I tried to cut his hair, Jim, JoAnn and Barbara tried to do funny things to hold Jimmy's attention and have him sit still, but it was the four of us who ended up rolling on the floor, laughing at the crasy and silly antics that we were doing. Jimmy kept looking at us like we completely nuts. Thank you for the wonderful memory Jimmy. God bless you.
 
From Damaso Santana on April 12th, 2013
Jimmy,
 
You know how every blessed man and woman has a baby in their life?
Well you were my first baby and you had such an impact on my life, I guess it was then that I began to try to act like an adult, you brought joy and laughter and I miss you.
 
Love you,
 
Damaso
 
From Jim & JoAnn O'Neill on April 15th, 2013
Dear Jimmy—your picture on the memorial page drawn by Juan Angulo is very special and symbolic of our connection with your Brondel brothers.  At the June gathering we know that you along with your Brondel brothers who have joined you will be with us in spirit and will enjoy the reunion from above.  We are all on the journey Home and eventually we will all be together for an even bigger reunion.  For your brothers still here we are sharing the story of your journey. 
 
After leaving Brondel, Jimmy and his sisters, Connie & Debbie were a very close knit group with Jimmy being their protector.  He did very well during his school years, played soccer, and was in his Dad’s Spanish class in high school.  He and his best friend John took part in many wild antics such as: standing on the roof of our home singing and waving to passing traffic—we could never figure our why all the horns were honking; setting off bomb-like fireworks (just like his Brondel brothers) in a neighborhood park and rattling house windows; playing Starsky and Hutch with John driving the car and Jimmy diving into the window.  We know there were other events but don’t want the details.
 
After high school, Jimmy attended college for two years; went fishing in Alaska; worked at the Naval shipyard; worked at a restaurant and then was accepted into a college physical therapy program.  Lo and behold—the Starsky and Hutch influence took over and Jimmy became a Washington State Trooper and his friend John became a Tacoma Police Officer. In his younger years Jimmy asked us to cosign for a motorcycle and we refused because of the danger. We’ll never forget the day he drove up in front of our house with lights flashing and siren going on his Harley Davidson trooper bike!  He was very much involved in the trooper’s union and wasn’t very popular with management. He served as a trooper for 19 years. At his vigil the following was shared by a fellow trooper:   “This is a very sad moment indeed.  I am sure everyone recognizes how important Jim was to the members of the WSPTA.  He was always a fighter for the rank and file and our working conditions were greatly improved as a direct result of Jim O’Neill.  Even after leaving the WSPTA board, including a term as Vice-President, Jim was always standing up for what he believed in without trying to be self-serving or grabbing attention for himself.  His overriding interest was in always trying to make the job of a trooper more attractive while bettering the working conditions.  The WSP is a much better place to work than it was 20 years ago directly because of Jim.”
 
Jimmy’s wife Sandy was also a WSP trooper.  She retired after their son Riley Patrick was born.
His friend John stated in his eulogy at Jimmy’s service, “Jim’s life would change forever, when Sandy gave birth to their son Riley. From day one, Jim was a devoted father to Riley. He would take him everywhere, always wanting to be with him.
 
Jimmy was born on July 29, 1962 and went to rest in our Lord’s arms on January 4, 2004.
At our Christmas gathering he told the family that he had not slept for nine days and was very depressed and suicidal.  He checked into a hospital psych unit on December 31 where he was on suicide watch.  On January 4 he left the hospital unnoticed, walked home and ended his life.
Losing a child is the worst thing that can happen to a parent and losing a parent is the worst thing that can happen to a child.  We have all experienced these worst events.  Jimmy loved family gatherings and will certainly be there with all of his brothers in June.
 
Love from your Mom and Dad
 
From Makoto (Hector) Matsumoto on May 7th, 2013
Dear Jimmy:
You came to us when you were about a year old, and became our "Little Brother".  As we Brondelians gather in Helena to celebrate our 50th Anniversary, we are counting on you to sit in your Safe Home in Heaven and join us in celebration.
I dedicate this poem by Albert Lord Tennyson to you my "Big Brother".  It is my favorite poem.
 
Crossing the Bar
Sunset and evening star
  And clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar.
  When I put out to sea,
 
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
  Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep,
  Turns again home;
 
Twighlight and evening bell,
  And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
  When I embark;
 
For though from out our bourne of Time and Peace
  The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
  When I have crossed the bar.
 
Unitil I see you face to face, I love you and I miss.
 Makoto 
 
 

Oscar Ramirez

Cathedral High Class of 1964

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From Manuel Perez on March 25th, 2013
How can I forget Oscar.  He always liked to in a way be by himself but he was a nice kid just like the rest of all of us.   I remember the day our Guardian who I wish I had never met, came home completely drunk late at night after having dinner with Mrs. Louise Cooper the Catholic Welfare Bureau attache from Miami.  He could not find the keyhole so Oscar and me opened the door and let him in while he screamed a HOWAYA BOYS greeting almost falling down.  He said I can walk, we let him and once he put a foot on the first step to go to his room he fell on his face.  Me and Oscar helped him upstairs, undressed him and put his pj's on.  First time I found they did not wear a shirt but a piece of  white cloth with a collar under his expensive black suit and a white T shirt.  After that, the next day he called us to his room and said we were his predilect chilcdren because we helped him in a moment of distress and gave us his JCPenny's card and told us to buy whatever we wanted.  We went to town and did it.  I, to this date, do not know who cleaned up the vomit from the seat of his Acqua 1961 Olds, the last rites box next to him and who picked up his dentures from the floor by the brakes.  This I will never forget and I dont think Oscar did either.  May Oscar rest in peace and float with the angels and may our Guardian burn in hell forever with no parole to the purgatory.   Rest in Peace Oscar
 

Alfonso Rousseau

Cathedral High Class of 1965'

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From diane macaraeg-langenfus on March 13th, 2013
I was so sad when Alfonso's name came up on the list of those who have passed ... I had just sent his name to Silvio to make sure he found him..  I had a friend who did not go tho Cathedral and probably was hanging out around Brondel.  She had a crush on Alfonso and he probably never knew it.  She wanted me to arrange a meeting for the two of them.... So very, verry sad that we waited so long to have this reunion and now some of our Brothers will not be here... RIP Alfonso
 

Oscar Salazar

Carroll College Class of 1966

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From Manuel Perez on March 25th, 2013
Who can ever forget our dear "Fiscal" "El Abogado" como le deciamos carinosamente.  Un muchacho intelectual con vastos conocimientos.  Respetuoso y fumador de pipa. Siempre con su camisa y corbata y ayudando a otros con tareas escolares.  Nunca olvidare sus chistes y buen caracter y su pelo siempre cayendole en los espejuelos gruesos de armadura de plastico rojo que usaba.  Me recuerdo tenia una girlfriend en el YWCA en Main Street y una vez el y yo nos vestimos de mujer y con pelucas y entramos como duenas de casa en el YWCA a visitar a nuestra amiga en su habitacion.  Ella trabajaba de waitress en el St. Mary's Hospital y era Colombiana.  Que tiempos aquellos de atrevimientos y buenos ratos que despues nos reiamos sin parar por habernos colado en el Y sin que la mujer del desk se diese cuenta.   Descansa en Paz mi amigo
 

Humberto Sanchez

Cathedral High Class of 1964

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From Fernando Sanchez on May 16th, 2013
Humberto and I are from the same town in Cuba, Moron Camaguey and have the same last name, but we are not related. However, Humberto and I started school together in the first grade and spent most of our time together. I reunited with Humberto at Matecumbe Camp in Florida and together we went to Helena, Montana in August of 1962.  Once in Helena Monsignor Harrington sent us to Butte, Montana where another small group of cubans would join us later. We graduated from Butte Central High School in 1964. Humberto was an honor roll student since we were in first grade, very smart and responsible.  I was just the opposite, nontheless our friendship was very close.  Many of our colleagues in Montana thought that we were brothers, coming from the same place and having the same last name.  I think now looking back that I always thought of Humberto as a brother.  Unfortunalety the lasts years of his life we had not kept in touch. When I heard of his death it really hurt me.  We had allowed time to pass and distanced from one another, perhaps taking for granted that we were there for each other anytime. To this day after years I often think of him and wish we would have had more contact during our adult years.  Finally, I want to say that Humberto graduated as a Geologist from Montana State University at Bozeman in 1968 and then moved to Los Angeles where his parents were living. He eventually held a very important position in Los Angeles.  He married and had one child.  His death was very sudden. I understand that he went to the Doctor for minor surgery and he reacted adversely to the anesthesia he received.  Since I never got to say good bye to my old friend I am using this little space to tell him that I miss him. And that as we have many times before, we will reunite somewhere again, God willing.
 

Ramiro Siegler

Cathedral High School Class of 1964

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From Laureano Alvarez on May 19th, 2013
Ramiro was a friendly guy who was always smiling. I remember having dinner with Ramiro on a few occasions at the Carroll College Commons and always enjoying his stories and lighthearted humor. We will miss our brother Ramiro at this reunion. Rest in peace, my friend.
 
From Frank(Paco) Esquivel on June 7th, 2013
I went to high school and lived with Ramiro in Butte, MT. He was a decent, responsible, and caring individual. Rest in peace, my friend.
 

Enrique Villafuerte

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