As a nurse in home care, I had the privilege to have a relationship w/Carlos...what a wonderful, great guy...Actually, had the privilege to share with him manyof his philosophies on life, integrity, & love for his family.l oved him dearly, as a beautiful friend & person.. Thank God for my experience..

Posted by Marsha Callahan on December 15, 2017

It’s hard for me to understand that Carlos is gone. He’s been a fixture in my life, in the Delaney family, way before I was born. I look at my brothers and see his strong profile. I hear the tonal inflections in their voices, in the cadence of their speech. I listen to the dry humour, terrible puns and the ability to laugh during adversity and think of Carlos. I never was around Carlos long enough to really enjoy one-on-one conversations of any great depth – but I could sense that possibility existed. And that was enough to make me seek his company. I enjoyed my time with him. I respected his opinion. My Mom admired him tremendously. That’s the problem when there’s hours of travel between families and decades between Aunts, Uncles and their nieces and nephews. We don’t get the chance to discover each other at critical times in our lives. We don’t get the appreciation of learning to know the adult in each of us. We only get the small windows of captured memories. I’d like more, but those will have to be enough. So how am I to remember my Uncle Carlos? Should I recall only his self deprecating joke about re-using dental floss? Should I remember a cooking lesson on how to make sausage gravy using hamburger? Should I remember even further in the past, when I was afraid of him? Or should I be still and listen to my heart? How would Uncle Carlos want me to remember him? The answer that comes to me, strong and sure and with no doubt – is to remember Uncle Carlos with love. He may not be along the road at his cabin, but he’s only a bit ahead of the rest of us…. Picking out the best spots, the must-see places and waiting until we can join him.

Posted by Jane Boggs on July 2, 2017

Carlos was typical of many of the great men who have ever lived, but are quickly forgotten. He was not flamboyant, boastful, nor arrogant. He did not seek the attention of others. He sought justice and stability. He was gifted with an intellect that allowed him to appreciate a long term view and pursue long term gains. He was intelligent and confident enough to synthesize independent conclusions. He was insightful enough to see value and waste. He was passionate about justice. He was trusted enough by others to be given important work. He was responsible with time and money. He was consistent with a work ethic that built America. He had a sense of duty that did not allow self pity. He was intelligent resilient resourceful adaptive and perseverant. He was appreciative of assistance when needed and insightful enough to seldom need it. I did not get to spend as much time with my uncle as I wanted. What I see looking back on his life is an honest man making honest decisions about allocation of resources in an imperfect world. He took time to remember others. In December of 1988 he had recently lost his marriage and was facing career change, he was losing his hearing and frequently having back pain. Just before Christmas he gave my mother an elegant writing pen and told her to give this to me. He also enjoyed the simple pleases of fishing and teaching his dog to rollover. His name is unlikely to appear in a history book as an inventor of this or the president of that. Yet he will not be quickly forgotten by those who knew him. He is an example of the qualities necessary for a society to flourish. My mother taught me respect for Carlos before I met him. It was never debated.

Posted by chris boggs on July 2, 2017