Rafael Rivera-Torres was born on May 5,1927 to Zoila Torres Rivera & Jesus Rivera.He was a Korean war veteran,Us Army company H 65th infantry,beloved husband of 54 years to Haydee Garay-Rivera,loving father to seven daughters and 1 son : Carmen Luz,Luz Esther,Elva Luz,Idalia(Dolly),Maria Victoria(Vicky),Ana Maria,Raphael Jr(Papo)and Annette Marie(Chavie)proud grandfather of 11 grandchildren:William Anthony,Domingo Jesus,Cynthia,Raphael(Tito),Edgar,Ana(Annie),Melody,Wallace Damian,Jasmine Marie,Kristen Haydee,Rafael Eric,Maiya Joyce,,Roberto Emmanuel.And he also had 12 great grandchildren.He was also a gifted musician he played the guitar .His type of music was what the puertorican people call jibaro music.He was a great father and he will be missed dearly and forever in our hearts.
"Broken Chain"
We little knew that morning God was going to call your name, In life we loved you dearly,In death we do the same.It broke our hearts to lose you,You did not go alone.For part of us went with you,The day God called you home.You left us beautiful memories,Your love is still our guide,and though we cannot see you,You are always by our side.Our family chain is broken,and nothing seems the same,But as God calls us one by one,The chain will link again.
"En Mi Viejo San Juan"
By: Noel Estrada
En mi viejo San Juan,
cuantos sueños forjé,
en mis años de infancia;
Mi primera ilusión
y mis cuitas de amor
son recuerdos del alma...
Una tarde partí
hacia extraña nación
pues lo quiso el destino,
pero mi corazón
se quedo frente al mar
en mi viejo San Juan...
Adiós, adiós, adiós,
Borinquen querida,
Adiós, adiós, adiós,
mi diosa del mar.
Me voy, ya me voy,
pero un día volveré
a buscar mi querer,
a soñar otra vez
en mi Viejo San Juan...
Pero el tiempo pasó
y el destino burló
mi terrible nostalgia;
y no pude volver
al San Juan que yo amé,
pedacito de patria;
mi cabello blanqueó
y mi vida se va,
ya la muerte me llama...
y no quiero morir,
alejado de ti,
Puerto Rico del alma.
Adios, ...
"Broken Chain"
We little knew that morning God was going to call your name, In life we loved you dearly,In death we do the same.It broke our hearts to lose you,You did not go alone.For part of us went with you,The day God called you home.You left us beautiful memories,Your love is still our guide,and though we cannot see you,You are always by our side.Our family chain is broken,and nothing seems the same,But as God calls us one by one,The chain will link again.
"En Mi Viejo San Juan"
By: Noel Estrada
En mi viejo San Juan,
cuantos sueños forjé,
en mis años de infancia;
Mi primera ilusión
y mis cuitas de amor
son recuerdos del alma...
Una tarde partí
hacia extraña nación
pues lo quiso el destino,
pero mi corazón
se quedo frente al mar
en mi viejo San Juan...
Adiós, adiós, adiós,
Borinquen querida,
Adiós, adiós, adiós,
mi diosa del mar.
Me voy, ya me voy,
pero un día volveré
a buscar mi querer,
a soñar otra vez
en mi Viejo San Juan...
Pero el tiempo pasó
y el destino burló
mi terrible nostalgia;
y no pude volver
al San Juan que yo amé,
pedacito de patria;
mi cabello blanqueó
y mi vida se va,
ya la muerte me llama...
y no quiero morir,
alejado de ti,
Puerto Rico del alma.
Adios, ...
Rafael Rivera-Torres was born on May 5,1927 to Zoila Torres Rivera & Jesus Rivera.He was a Korean war veteran,Us Army company H 65th infantry,beloved husband of 54 years to Haydee Garay-Rivera,loving father to seven daughters and 1 son : Carmen Luz,Luz Esther,Elva Luz,Idalia(Dolly),Maria Victoria(Vicky),Ana Maria,Raphael Jr(Papo)and Annette Marie(Chavie)proud grandfather of 11 grandchildren:William Anthony,Domingo Jesus,Cynthia,Raphael(Tito),Edgar,Ana(Annie),Melody,Wallace Damian,Jasmine Marie,Kristen Haydee,Rafael Eric,Maiya Joyce,,Roberto Emmanuel.And he also had 12 great grandchildren.He was also a gifted musician he played the guitar .His type of music was what the puertorican people call jibaro music.He was a great father and he will be missed dearly and forever in our hearts.
"Broken Chain"
We little knew that morning God was going to call your name, In life we loved you dearly,In death we do the same.It broke our hearts to lose you,You did not go alone.For part of us went with you,The day God called you home.You left us beautiful memories,Your love is still our guide,and though we cannot see you,You are always by our side.Our family chain is broken,and nothing seems the same,But as God calls us one by one,The chain will link again.
"En Mi Viejo San Juan"
By: Noel Estrada
En mi viejo San Juan,
cuantos sueños forjé,
en mis años de infancia;
Mi primera ilusión
y mis cuitas de amor
son recuerdos del alma...
Una tarde partí
hacia extraña nación
pues lo quiso el destino,
pero mi corazón
se quedo frente al mar
en mi viejo San Juan...
Adiós, adiós, adiós,
Borinquen querida,
Adiós, adiós, adiós,
mi diosa del mar.
Me voy, ya me voy,
pero un día volveré
a buscar mi querer,
a soñar otra vez
en mi Viejo San Juan...
Pero el tiempo pasó
y el destino burló
mi terrible nostalgia;
y no pude volver
al San Juan que yo amé,
pedacito de patria;
mi cabello blanqueó
y mi vida se va,
ya la muerte me llama...
y no quiero morir,
alejado de ti,
Puerto Rico del alma.
Adios, ...
"Broken Chain"
We little knew that morning God was going to call your name, In life we loved you dearly,In death we do the same.It broke our hearts to lose you,You did not go alone.For part of us went with you,The day God called you home.You left us beautiful memories,Your love is still our guide,and though we cannot see you,You are always by our side.Our family chain is broken,and nothing seems the same,But as God calls us one by one,The chain will link again.
"En Mi Viejo San Juan"
By: Noel Estrada
En mi viejo San Juan,
cuantos sueños forjé,
en mis años de infancia;
Mi primera ilusión
y mis cuitas de amor
son recuerdos del alma...
Una tarde partí
hacia extraña nación
pues lo quiso el destino,
pero mi corazón
se quedo frente al mar
en mi viejo San Juan...
Adiós, adiós, adiós,
Borinquen querida,
Adiós, adiós, adiós,
mi diosa del mar.
Me voy, ya me voy,
pero un día volveré
a buscar mi querer,
a soñar otra vez
en mi Viejo San Juan...
Pero el tiempo pasó
y el destino burló
mi terrible nostalgia;
y no pude volver
al San Juan que yo amé,
pedacito de patria;
mi cabello blanqueó
y mi vida se va,
ya la muerte me llama...
y no quiero morir,
alejado de ti,
Puerto Rico del alma.
Adios, ...
