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I did not know the man, but in reading his Obituary, it seems I should, or it would, have been my pleasure to have known him.
Adiós, amigo!
Adiós, amigo!
MANCEL ALLEN
July 26, 2015 | Dorchester, TX
Sherman, Texas
Age 90
SHERMAN - On July 8, 2015, our 90 year-old papa, Juan DeDios Bernal, gently passed into the arms of his Savior, parents Pablo and Terecina Bernal and departed siblings: Virginia Bernal Kelly, Helen, Antonio, Jose Ignacio (Nash), and Albert Bernal.Papa Juan dearly loved telling stories about his...
Read MoreI did not know the man, but in reading his Obituary, it seems I should, or it would, have been my pleasure to have known him.
Adiós, amigo!
Adiós, amigo!
MANCEL ALLEN
July 26, 2015 | Dorchester, TX
You were our Papa Juan for 50 years...will miss you much! Love, Brenda
Brenda Barlow
July 22, 2015
im sorry to hear of juans passing.my thoughts and prayers are with you all.may god comfort you during this time.
patti little
July 22, 2015 | Denison, TX
So sorry to here about Juan, Love Steve and Ginger Hipps
Ginger Hipps
July 20, 2015 | Van Alstyne, TX
Papa Juan was such a gentle soul. He knew he was going to heaven and embraced his death with great dignity. He lived a long and happy life. My prayers to Louise and the rest of the family. Pam
July 20, 2015
I'm so sorry about the loss in your family. I know my son Jesse and my daughter in law Jessica loved and respected him very much. I know he will be missed but remembered lovingly.
Troy & Kim Dixon
July 19, 2015
July 19, 2015
My father, though separated for many years, resides in my heart and in my mirror according to many. As a child I remember his arms in a scratchy uniform or suit comforting me. I remember walking down sidewalks with dad shouting out a friendly howdy to anyone who passed (as I looked down at my feet). I remember my heart swell with pride as crowds cheered him as a star softball pitcher for the military. As a young bride, I remember him embracing my husband to be and...
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July 19, 2015
My father, though separated for many years, resides in my heart and in my mirror according to many. As a child I remember his arms in a scratchy uniform or suit comforting me. I remember walking down sidewalks with dad shouting out a friendly howdy to anyone who passed (as I looked down at my feet). I remember my heart swell with pride as crowds cheered him as a star softball pitcher for the military. As a young bride, I remember him embracing my husband to be and whispering to me that I...
July 19, 2015