My grandfather was preceded in death by his mother, father, and his beloved brother. He leaves behind his loving sisters, wife, children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren.
He was a pioneer, a trailblazer, and the first in our family to set foot in the United States. Despite spending much of his life here, his heart always belonged to his home country of Brazil. He traveled back often, a testament to his resilience and his unwavering connection to the land, family, and friends he cherished.
One of his greatest passions was Brazilian country music, or as we call it, 'música sertaneja.' He deeply loved this genre; it was part of his everyday life. I remember bringing him DVDs of Brazilian country concerts, including some gifted by his late brother, and adding some to his growing collection. Music brought him joy and a connection to home. He also enjoyed Brazilian soap operas, collecting them on VHS tapes back in the day. These were just some things that kept him tied to his roots.
My grandfather had a unique sense of humor. He was a man of endless jokes—everyone who knew him could recall something funny he had said. That sense of humor was something he inherited from his father, and it was a gift he shared generously with all of us. He loved to make people laugh, and his jokes brought joy and light into our lives, a part of him that will stay with us forever.
He was also a great lover of animals, especially his dogs and cats. His love for pets was a reflection of his deep compassion and warmth. I remember Duke, his dog, who he would often joke about being "mean," though that dog truly had a way of keeping strangers at bay. He loved Duke and all his pets deeply, and his warmth extended to all those around him.
I also remember hosting Thanksgiving one year with him, his wife Lidia, my godparents, some close friends, and our family. It was a wonderful gathering filled with laughter, warmth, and love. His love for his family was evident in these moments, and these are the memories I hold onto—times when we were all together, sharing good food, good company, and, most importantly, love.
One special memory I hold dear is when my grandfather met my son when his great-grandson was just a newborn. I was arriving at a local Brazilian bakery in Boca Raton when I unexpectedly found him sitting with my godparents, enjoying breakfast. It was a moment that felt spontaneous and joyful, just like him.
Vo, as I used to call him, while I may not have inherited your incredible sense of humor, you did leave me and our family with your best features: the big nose and the big lips—the prominent traits of the dos Santos family passed on to you from my great-grandfather Vo Manuel. Even your great-grandson Ethan features those prominent characteristics, a true trademark of the dos Santos family. After all, I might have inherited a little bit of your sense of humor.
Rest in peace, Vo. Your legacy lives on in all of us, and I will carry these cherished memories in my heart forever.
With love,
Your granddaughter,
Dr. Connie Ortiz