I woke up this morning out of the blue wanting to do two things. One work on my my space page cause there is still lots of stuff needed to be done to it. And two blog. If you look at my other post you will know that I only blog once a month or something like that. But if I have this thing I might as well put it to use.

Another thing that was on my mind this morning was my grandparents. Both of them have past away. My grandfather and age 56 (I think) of a heart attack. He was at his house in Santa Monica with my grandmother, my mom then 11 and my aunt then 8, when he started having chest pains. By the time the paramedics got there it was to late he was gone.

and my grandmother at age 72 (again I think). To me it seems like she just stop caring. Stop taking her meds and got sick ended up in a nursing home.

On the night she died she requested food which was unusual because she had one of those feeding tubes. She wanted it out and wanted to eat. The nurse went to get her a plate came back and she had passed away.

This blog is not about how they died though, it is more about how they met and the things that I was told by my family on how they were together.

My grandmother is from San Antonio Texas She was born and raised There. A true Texan through and through. Now here is where I get mixed up and no matter how many times they explain it to me I stll forget. Either her father or mother was German Jewish and the other was Hispanic, they got together and had a bunch of lil Mexican Jewish kids my grandmother being one of them.


My grandfather is from the capital of Mexico el D.F. who settled in California. His side of the family has always seemed to be very wealthy and involved in Mexican politics. Such as Councilmen, Governors and so on. Because he passed away so early and the fact that I am the youngest in that generation of grand kids I missed out on a lot. So I really don't have much info on this side of the family. I do know 2 of his sisters and one of his brothers who was my godfather, I didn't even find this out until years later after he had passed away. But he was always my favorite uncle a very sweet man with a kind heart who looked a lot like my grandfather. And this side of the family has deep real estate roots. They all were agents. Which I find funny because I myself and strongly considering going into that field. As my aunt told me, "It's the Osio blood in you baby." But that's a whole different story.


So she's from Texas and he's from California how did they meet?? You know I'm 24 years old and never in my years here dealing with my screwed up family did I bother to ask how they met. It wasn't until very recently I asked my mom, and when she told me I was shocked. Why because the story is not exactly the same but it is very similar to my life now. Just backwards and with different people. And who introduced them shocked me even more.


Pedro Infante. He is a Hispanic actor/singer. Very popular back in the day. My grandfather was into entertainment. If I remember correctly he had his own radio show,one of my favorite all time pictures of him is a black and white photo of him doing a broadcast. That is the photo that I would look at the most and wish he was still alive so I can meet him.

Turns out my Grandfather was his manager(or something like that)and was on tour with him when they made there stop in San Antonio. I was my grandmother's Birthday and Pedro Had her come up on stage and sang happy birthday to her and had her party backstage with them.

So from there my grandparents met. Hung out as much as they could while he was in town and fell in love. When my grandfather left San Antonio he took my grandmother with him. They got married in California and had two beautiful girls ( who are now ugly witches...J/k ) my mother and my aunt.

But my grandpa had other kids from a previous marriage. He had two boys who I'm guessing were around the ages of 11 maybe 13 when they got married. It's funny cause the family photos we have of their wedding day (they didn't do the whole big wedding thing just got married by court) she is posing with my uncles and they don't look happy at all. They have that get me away from this bitch look on their faces. It cracks me up everytime I see it.

so with two teenage boys and little girls they settled in Santa Monica California. Just before I moved to Texas my mom and aunt were filling me and my cousin on how life was in that house.

all my grandpas brothers and sisters would come over after work and my grandmother would fix them something to eat. And then it was time to drink !!! The liquor store knew them all by name and would deliver to the house. Don't get me wrong they were not alcoholics with a problem they just liked to get fucked up! What cracks me up even more is on of my aunts was a nurse and she had a medicine cabinet full of pills she would arrange them neatly and have pills labeled by color and quantity and effects. When they all got together she would pass out pills. Or if someone was feeling bad or tired there she was with her pills.

So basically they were a bunch of pill popping drunks...LOL. Until he passed away.


And that's it that's the story of my grandmother and grandfather getting together. I still wonder why I woke up this morning thinking about that. But it is what was on my mind and I just wanted to get out.