Remembering Matthew / Kris Flores (friend)
To the Mendez Family,
Seems like yesterday i was riding my bike through
the street of Everdale Drive where I noticed this
tall, skinny, giant with big red glasses. Could it
really be Clark Kent, as this person wore a Superman
shirt, I believe. "No" my friend at the time Johnny
said, "That's Matt." From then on we would be in the
front yard of your lovely home, playing catch with the
football. I remember coming in a few times playing his
SEGA Nintendo as we battled in Joe Montana Football.
COuntless games, won by both it was an infectious
smile, cockiness with video games, and a passion for
life that caught my attention.
Years Later we were reunited on the football field of
Silver Creek High School. Boyfriend to Gabby, and
friend of Ken's stood in front of me a changed person.
With muscles,( mainly a gut) this deep voice, black
eye paint around his face for games, facial hair
covered his face. THis was no longer the kid from
years ago, this was a man who brought joy to all
around him. Though he was nice and all he still
managed to be mean and somehow cunning, convincing me
to buy him Carl's Junior at the time. " its ok " he
would say.... Your a mini Savage now." Great i felt as
i was apart of the SAVage crew he and Ken formed and i
believe i was the smallest one. From the ice
creams my mother got at Baskin Robbins, i somehow
always found myself visiting at hours he worked. Man
he looked so funny with a blue shirt and khaki shorts.
He stood over the counter and probably was the first
to see what guests were coming in and i bet when he
seen me coming, he knew he was about to give me a free
banana split.
I was just there at his gravesit this past friday to
pay my old friend a visit. We had a conversation and I
was on my way, but back in my mind this date was
approaching. It's been 6 years and it seems like
yesterday we were playing Madden in his room with his
big ol' feet hanging over his little bed.. little to
him that is. Now he's gone and in a better place i
know. But i am jealous of Mathew in the sense that he
is in the presence of God before I am , hoping that
with each passing day sub consciously, i am closer to
reuniting with that precious SAv Crew.
I dont know the feeling of losing a son, Mr and Mrs
Mendez, but i offer support and a voice that I AM NOT
THE ONLY ONE WHO MATHEW HAD TOUCHED AND BECAUSE OF
THAT HE LIVES ON IN US ALL.
WITH ALL THE LOVE IN THE WORLD AND IN MY HEART MATHEW
WAS A WONDERFUL HUMAN BEING AND HE WAS TAUGHT AND
RAISED BY TERRIFIC PARENTS and SUPPORTED BY A LOVING
BROTHER AND SISTER.
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