Let the memory of Luisito be with us forever.
  • 46 years old
  • Born on January 3, 1973 in Albany, New York, United States.
  • Passed away on January 3, 2019 in Ponce, Puerto Rico, United States.

This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Luis Estrada . We will remember him forever.

Posted by Cristila Estrada on September 30, 2019
Papi I love you soo much I can’t believe someone your are actually gone everyday it still feels unreal I look in the mirror and see you every we’re I go I hear stories of this you did I just wish god gave you more time i wound of wanted to tell you everything that going on I loved when you would call and just listen I would get so happy we’ll papi I will still always talk to you like I do now I know you listen your my angel i cried so much I watch video on my nana tv of you I do a lot of stuff I never New you did love you papi forever and always
Posted by Luis Estrada on September 29, 2019
Where do I start, when you were taken I was in a dark place, completely broken surrounded by darkness, cito that changed my life, in every sense of the word, your memory is all I have...that's why I live for you every day, I wake up and do better because your worth my life to me, I have my bad days and say something too you and know your there, thank you for being my big brother but most of all thanks for being apart of our lives, love you and look in from time to time. MY DAY ONE....
Posted by Mary Estrada on May 1, 2019
It's been only 4 months since you flew away but I see you everywhere.Rest in peace my son until I hold you in my arms again
Posted by Norma Amato on March 30, 2019
Posted by Jessica Quiñones on March 30, 2019
Still hard to believe you are gone. I will miss how you would defend me or anyone who wasn't treated right. You had a true, golden heart & you were LOUD! But that was you. You are missed & very much loved. Rest easy now. I will always cherish our childhood memories. RIP Luisito
Posted by Diana Estrada on March 29, 2019
RIP Luiscito. Your niece and nephews love you.
Posted by Maria Calderon on March 28, 2019
Fly high
R.I.P ❤
Posted by Carmen Dudley on March 28, 2019
I can hear him calling me..Sissy lol as he chased after me. ❤
I learned how to fight because he would tell anyone who messed with him " I'm getting my sister!"
Those dimples saved him so many times! Like the time he cooked a squirrel during mom's house party Or the time he was teaching me how to ride a bike and sent me flying down a hill ! Come to think of it, I never did learn
I can trace 3 broken bones to him! I was making him toast and fell off the counter.. He opened the drawer to catch me Broken arm #1.
We were rough housing and jumping to a top bunk bed from a dresser, broken arm#2
We were sleigh riding and I was fighting a cousin over Luis, I legit got ran over by a sled! Broken arm #3
No one can ever share the memories we made together good or bad, they were ours alone.
I love you baby brother. Always and forever ..Sissy❤
Posted by Mary Estrada on March 28, 2019
I miss you so much.

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