Roel "Roy" Covarrubias

I was out having breakfast on Fourth of July with members of the group that I'm in which is the Brownsville Jaycees and one of my friends started singing Como Te llamas Paloma and I asked her why are you singing it and she said she didn't know she just started to and I knew it you (Roy). My 2 most precious moments of you was when I was in 8th grade you stopped by at Stell and you saw me and called my name out and we talked hugged and said goodbye...but as you were walking away all my girlie friends were checking out you and asking who you were and if you were married...lol..8th graders...lol.. The second most precious memory is that I was fortunate to see you 2 days before you passed you stopped by here at my work we chatted about how we would all go to Guelas House on Polk St. and how she would give you money and you would go across the street to the store and buy junk..lol..you gave me a hug and told me to take care of myself and said I'll see you later...Thanks for the memories Roy!

Well, I was going threw all the pictures I took while I was up in Houston visiting Carlos and I came across one.... It reminded me of you... Remember that time you borrowed (stole) a turtle figurine my mom had outside. I remember when she had gone to look for it and she knew right away where it had run off to...( inside your truck). Your kept that turtle in your office.  When you passed away I went to get it. Now it's home is on a shelf at my mom's house. This picture I took reminds me of YOU!!!

Yesterday, I was looking thru our Senior Yearbook, looking for an English teacher that Julio and I saw at Chili's earlier in the day, but we could not remember her name, and as I was scanning through the pages, I saw a colored picture of You, Roy, with the rest of the click.  I caught myself, studying the picture and remembering how young we all were.  And as I continued to study it, and looking at You, it brought a smile to my face.  And I'm glad it did, cause I was having such a bad day.  I so look forward to seeing you again.  ROCK ON, BRO AND ROCK HARD!

TO LIVE IS TO DIE, TO DIE IS TO LIVE.   

It seems like only yesterday that you and I were running around getting into everything we shouldn't have been and then trying to get away with it.  From grandma and grandpa's backyard to the Island, we unsuccessfully stayed out of trouble, but that never stopped you from living life to the fullest.  It's only been a year and it is still as hard as ever to come to terms with you not being here, although we would all agree that you still make us laugh and smile everyday.  Words could never express how I feel and to me that is a good thing because your in my thoughts and heart.  I miss you and I love you bro, thanks for who you are!

Roy liked Patti - I liked Roy.  Liked that 12 year old boy so much I told Patty he liked her and they began "going around."  We went to school together for five years after that and I don't think I ever told him that I had a terrible crush on him in junior high.  So, Roy I'll tell you now - your sweet smile used to make the heart of a twelve year old girl pound.  :)

The Saturday before my Uncle Roy passed away, I was at Chili's with my boyfriend and a friend. We were sitting in the bar area laughing and carrying on. My phone rang and it was him....I answered. The first thing that he said was "Sam, when you go out into public you need to be quiet"...and he began laughing. I looked around..and there he was sitting eating chicken wings at the bar. I went up to him, hugged and kissed him and invited him to join us. He declined and said he was here only for a little bit. That was it... my last memory of him. He could spot my laugh out of a crowd. He knew my smile so well. I know he's here..taking every step with me. I miss him so much. This picture is of me(his Jigga) and him.