My father, left this world after complications related to age and illness. Born in Santa Fe, Argentina, he bravely emigrated at fifty, leaving his native country, language, and family to seek a better life and opportunities for his loved ones. He walked into a new land with courage, never allowing language barriers to stop him from striking up conversations and making friends. Luis was defined by his work ethic and dedication and from a young age he earned his way through consistent effort. He took pride in his appearance, enjoyed dressing well, and remained curious and active even in later years. He loved car racing, boxing, and especially soccer—he never missed his grandchildren’s games and was an enthusiastic supporter of anything that we had in mind as a new project. Family asados (barbecues) were his favourite: you could find him enjoying tonic water, indulging his sweet tooth, and daydreaming about what it might have been like to be a musician. He was loving, responsible, and a generous father, He often gave selflessly and expected nothing in return. He embodied perseverance, forgiveness, and deep love for family and friends.

Dad! We will greatly miss your presence on our wedding day, but we trust that you are happy for us and will be with us in spirit. I will love you forever.

Luis Norberto Fernandez (April 19, 1949 – November 25, 2020),

My mother was truly remarkable. That description best captures her influence on my life. Much of who I am today is attributable to the upbringing provided by both Henry and Candice Mendoza. Our father dedicated himself to work every single day of the year, year after year, driven by a passion for helping others enabling our mother to remain at home with us. She took an active role in guiding my sisters and I through our formative years, imparting values and principles and serving as both guardian and advocate.

Throughout my life, I have often been described as possessing the same stubbornness as my mother, a characteristic I have always considered a strength. When I was hurt and hospitalized in 2001, my mother remained by my side during every single day of my hospitalization. Although much of that period is indistinct, her unwavering commitment to my recovery stands out clearly in my memory. Her determination ensured my return to good health and contributed significantly to my well-being and opportunities. While I may not have expressed my gratitude adequately before, I want to do so now. Mom, THANK YOU for your dedication to my dad, Caryn, Allison and myself. My achievements are a testament to your efforts. Your mission is accomplished! My life is due to your life. You did it and I love you!

Candice Marie Mendoza: (December 30, 1949 - July 8, 2022)