Memories of our son Frank Ruiz Jr

 

To Ruiz Family,

Frank Jr and Senior are more than co-workers they are like family. Frankie has a sense of humor that simply put as “awesome”. Within the first 2 minutes of meeting Frankie for the first time, I knew he was a cool and down to earth person. Frankie and I played pranks in the office every day and especially Fridays when he came to the hangar. We had a nick name on Fridays called “ F it Friday”. Jack when you get older I’m sure Senior will explain what that meant. Your dad and I would prank every and anybody no matter title. First by making spit balls, paper airplanes flying over ones head while working, prank calls to different JetBlue cities and much more interesting activities depending on the day and attendance. We laugh so hard every day we work together, and we always enjoyed on looking forward to the next day to meeting up to catch up whether it was in break room, lunch or outside. Frankie and I were big into cars as Senior can tell you. I remember him always thinking and talking about what to modify next. When he placed the roof rack on the VW it was awesome because he placed stickers all over and each stickers painted a story about him and his family. Not sure how many people knew that. After Frankie had Jack his world changed, the car conversation quickly came to yield as he spoke highly of Jack and Llana. He used to tell me how you Jack were all that matter, and he could not wait for my wife Sally and I to have a kid to create play dates. Junior was big into reenactment. He had stories for days and was always an enthusiast. He spoke about sleeping on the cold floor, riding horses and the intense loud battles. When Frankie came in on Mondays with no voice we knew what he did the weekend. I always told Frankie he should be a College Historian. My wife Sally, brother Khris knew Frankie, and within the short time they got to know each other they clicked right away. Frankie has a loveable sense of humor that everyone just falls for.

Jack your dad loved you and on November 13, 2013 he text me with a picture of you holding the Kangaroo that Sally and I got you. We spoke for about 30 minutes via text, he was saying how much he enjoyed being home with you and your mom. It pains me knowing we will never hear his voice again but Frankie my brother you will be missed and I know you are looking down on us all. I miss him very much and love the man he grew into.

God Bless,

Ryan Persaud