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Oscar Castro

Las Vegas, Nevada

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Oscar Castro passed away in Las Vegas, Nevada. The obituary was featured in Las Vegas Review-Journal on December 11, 2010.

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Your presence is constantly missed, my husband. Blessed be your memory. Besos in heaven . . . mi amor.

Dear friend, oh how often you cross my mind. We shared a birthday and you will always hold a special place in my heart. I know you were looking down with a huge smile on your face watching Nolan play fall baseball. Miss you
Love, Brenda

That's my helpful, full-of-life hubby.

Mi amor, your absence only makes the void in my life greater each day. You are missed in so many, many ways . . . and our granddaughters speak of fond memories of the trips we all took together, the things you said, the funny things you did and the good that you did for them and us all. You are remembered, cherished and aching in our hearts. Love, love, love you, my dear husband.

Dearest Primo.... I so miss talking to you and laughing with you!

Precious hubby, you are in my thoughts every moment as I make steps by faith with G-d's leading. The 15 years together seem but a faint whisper . . . so short, yet filled with much learning. Husband, you are so missed and dearly loved. Blessed are you to be in the holy presence of our L-rd.

My precious husband on one of our trips to San Francisco when we lived in Las Vegas..

My precious husband, blessed be your memory. Today would have been your b-day. But I have a strong feeling now every day is a joyous celebration as you, my sweet hubby, stand embraced by the presence of Adonai, Blessed be He.

Mi amor . . .Soar in the Presence of our King, who has given you His reward that came at a great price to Him.

B'shalom, mi Cubano, espouso, beloved.

Tu Morita . . . espousa Ann

Lighting a candle in your honor every Shabbat. Hard to think it's just over 30 days since you were called up to His Holy Presence.

Blessings, mi amor. Your Morita forever, espousa Ann.

Now that's my Oscar. What a nut . . . and always with the food in the mouth!