Obituary
February 24, 2021
by Joel .
Ariel Jaimes Jr., 41, passed away on Saturday, February 20, 2021 in the hospital after 15 days of intensive care. The cause was a cerebral aneurysm.
Ariel was life-sized and gregarious. He was loving, kind, loyal, and caring. Those who knew Ariel, even a little, were affected by his big heart and light.
At a very young age, Ariel fell in love with music and cars, and would obsessively polish his collection of CDs, his Accord, then a Malibu, and, of late, his Murano. He would blast music from those cars, all his favorites: old school hip hop, banda, love songs, mariachi, R&B slow jams.
Ariel grew up in the surrounding neighborhoods of Mid-City Los Angeles, visiting family in Mexico. Committing to his education, he earned a Bachelor of Science degree in Psychology from California State University Los Angeles, and later dedicated himself to the family plumbing business.
Everywhere Ariel went, he sowed seeds of friendship—with neighbors, children, at the barbershop, the grocery store, with a restaurant’s waitstaff, at the flower shop, at the gym, with plumbers, electricians, customers, gardeners, mail carriers—no one was a stranger for too long. He was always ready to offer help and laughs, never asking for anything in return.
Last updated: 2/23/2021
Ariel was life-sized and gregarious. He was loving, kind, loyal, and caring. Those who knew Ariel, even a little, were affected by his big heart and light.
At a very young age, Ariel fell in love with music and cars, and would obsessively polish his collection of CDs, his Accord, then a Malibu, and, of late, his Murano. He would blast music from those cars, all his favorites: old school hip hop, banda, love songs, mariachi, R&B slow jams.
Ariel grew up in the surrounding neighborhoods of Mid-City Los Angeles, visiting family in Mexico. Committing to his education, he earned a Bachelor of Science degree in Psychology from California State University Los Angeles, and later dedicated himself to the family plumbing business.
Everywhere Ariel went, he sowed seeds of friendship—with neighbors, children, at the barbershop, the grocery store, with a restaurant’s waitstaff, at the flower shop, at the gym, with plumbers, electricians, customers, gardeners, mail carriers—no one was a stranger for too long. He was always ready to offer help and laughs, never asking for anything in return.
Last updated: 2/23/2021