Frank-Hidalgo-Obituary

Frank Hidalgo

Houston, Texas

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FRANK HIDALGO, 42, passed away Fri. Sept. 5, 2003, in Odessa, Tx. He is preceded in death by his father, Pedro Hidalgo. Survived by wife, Melissa, children, Frank Jr. & Kimberly of Odessa; mother Juanita S. Hidalgo, brothers, Hector, Pete, & Ricardo Hidalgo, & sisters Maribel H....

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Well Frank,

It's been over a month now,and I still wait for you to call. When the phone rings I wait to hear your voice, and say "Is this Angela Marie". Well the other day I know you were trying to make me feel better, cause my heart ached when I forgot to leave you some money the last time I saw you. When we went back for the funeral just a few days later. They brought in your belongings and you had only a penny on your possesion. I was overcome with such sadness and heartach....

To my loving brother Frank,

Mijo, I have so many memories of you when we were kids. You kept us on our toes (in a funny way) and that is what made you so unique. I remember holding hands on the way to elementary school and pretending we were boyfriend and girlfriend, drawing pictures of each other during summer school, hiding bottles so we could pick them up after school, and buying ourselves snacks, or just enjoying the walk home from school, with you, Ricky, Josie, Veronica,...

Frank, I really don't know where to begin. Although I didn't have the chance to see you all the time, I would run into you when you came into town. Sometimes your family would tell me that you were here and that you went back to Odessa. I hated to miss you!! Sometimes I would get a glimpse of you when you'd come over to visit my brother, Moses, who I know loved you very much like we all did!!

Well, Frank, as you know our association began when you and I were 7 years old. I met...

Dear Frankie,
Where do I began? I wish I could have talked to you one last time before you went home to be with Jesus. I wanted to ask you if you knew that Chrysta was going to be leaving us and going home too? I guess I was afraid of the answer. You knew and I think you did not say anything to spare my feelings, so thank you because it would probably have changed the way we spent our last days with her. She was so happy just like you. Who could blame either one of you? I will never...

My heartfelt sympathy for you lost.
May God shine down upon you and your family and keep you strong and safe. May many pleasant memories flood you at this time to ease the pain. God bless you all.

All my prayers are offered,
Carolyn Steed-Carter
Stevenson Middle School
Houston, Tx77017

Mr. Frank Hidalgo
Even though we didn't have the chance of meeting, I felt as if we did because of all those wonderful things Angie had to say about you. We will miss you dearly and I know your family will too. All I want to ask is that you look over your mom,brothers,and baby sisters and let them understand that you are now in a better place, side by side with your daddy. We will all miss you very much until the day we meet again in paradise. Give your hand to God,walk beside him and...

One of Franks favorite songs...

"I CAN ONLY IMAGINE"

I can only imagine what it will be like, when I walk by Your side, I can only imagine, what my eyes will see, when Your Face is before me!
I can only imagine.
I can only imagine.

Surrounded by Your Glory, what will my heart feel?
Will I dance for you, Jesus? Or in awe of You, be still?
Will I stand in Your presence, or to my knees will I fall?
Will I sing...

Well my brother, Frank Frank, I miss you so much already. Even though I didnt see you everyday or talk to you everyday, at least I knew you were there & I could pick up the phone & call you when ever I wanted to talk to you, or I knew I would see you on your summer visits to Houston. I watch my home movies with you in it over & over again, & I just cant help but wonder WHY, why did you have to leave us so soon. How I wish you were here so I can hug you & kiss you & tell you how much I love...

To my Dearest Brother Frank,

I can't even begin to explain the pain I feel inside. But, often my tears are replaced with a smile, when I think back of all the funny things you use to say, or do. Especially when the girls tell me stories of things you use to do. This summer is going to be really hard, when you don't come down to visit, and Oh my God are we gonna miss your annual B-B-Ques. My girls are gonna miss their Uncle Frank sooooo much also. I thank God for giving me a...