In Loving Memory of,

Placido Garduno 05/04/2025 Today marks one year since my dad passed, and I’ve been thinking about him more than ever. I picture him riding his mobile scooter around the neighborhood, checking on everything like he always did. He took so much pride in his yard—he loved gardening and making sure everything was just right. Even during the years he was in the nursing home, that part of him never changed. One of the most meaningful things he gave me was his dog—though he always still called him his. The last thing he said to me was, “take care of my dog,” and I carry that with me every day. I’m still taking care of him, Dad. I promise. He was truly the best dad I could have ever asked for. I miss his voice, his presence, and the way he made everything feel steady and safe. A year has passed, but the love hasn’t changed. I’ll carry him with me always. Forever loved. Forever missed. Ruby