David Sotomayor has lost his cousin Edward who was very lively, kind and a little bit weird but only in the best meaning of this word. His cousin describes Edward as a person who has always been a part of fun. Edward was 34, worked for a company that held gay cruises and often traveled to promote the company’s events. Two cousins met regularly though they lived in different parts of the country. They have never forgotten to exchange Facebook massages.
Robert Guerrero also lost his cousin in Orlando. Juan Ramon Guero was very afraid to come out as gay, but when he did it, his family answered with acceptance and love. Robert Guerrero said his cousin worked as a telemarketer and in recent months he started attending college at the University of Central Florida. Guerrero said his cousin didn’t quite know what he wanted to study, but he was happy to be in school. And he was happy in a relationship with a person his relatives came to regard as a member of the family, Guerrero said. “He was always this amazing person (and) he was like a big brother to me,” he said of his cousin. “He was never the type to go out to parties, would rather stay home and care for his niece and nephew.”
Rosalie Ramos made plans about what to cook for her son when he would come back from the night club. But the telephone call awoke her late at night telling her that her son would never come back. Ramos told the Orlando Sentinel her son, a 23-year-old pharmacy technician, posted a Snapchat video of himself singing and laughing on his way to Pulse nightclub. “I wish I had that (video) to remember him forever,” she told the newspaper. A friend, Hazel Ramirez, told the Washington Post she also saw a video from Almodovar on Snapchat and learned Sunday afternoon what had happened. Ramirez described Almodovar as “kind, but sassy,” and someone who was comfortable with his own sexual identity. “He was so proud of who he was,” she told the Post. “He would do his makeup better than anyone else. It was so easy to be myself with him”.
Every tragedy has names, every tragedy has faces. We can pay tribute, we can pray, we can help with money or donate the blood to those who are still possible to be saved. But we would never understand the pain of people who lost their sons and brothers. At least we wish never to understand it fully.