Oscar will never leave us... his light lives on in the memories we cherish. <3
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In sharing the ways he touched our lives, we celebrate and honor him, and we sustain each other in our deepest grief.
Tributes
Leave a tributeI love you. I want you to be here.
One of God's great gifts to us is the growth and depth of our love. I have always wanted to move mountains for you, and today is no different. My love and devotion to you grips me harder with each day, each time I see you passing me on the freeway (with your hat backwards, moving smoothly), each time I hear your name, each glimpse of your gorgeous face.
I know you are here with me but what I really want is for you to be here with me.
Twenty two years ago today is one of my favorite days in the universe.
Happy birthday. Let's go out to a fancy dinner. My treat.
#202Oscar
You have given us life and are with us every moment. Love you x infinity <3 Mom
You are in every thing I do, and every move I make. I love and miss you.
Your site was lovely this morning, with a surprisingly powerful sun breaking through the rain clouds. I've told Henry that it is a park, a place where we can go to remember and think on you. He misses you, mentions you more than you would expect a four year old to. The other day we drove past the county buildings on Betteravia and he said "That's where we dropped off Oscar and Aunt Rebekah." I miss you too, but I think you know that. I miss you every time I drive Clark, every time I drive Broadway, every time I see a teenage boy with black hair, every time I breathe. I love you, Oscar. Always have, always will.
As a baby we called him camaron, in karate class the teachers called him tiger, in boxing he was known as Joaquin the King, El Rey, some people called him Canelito, after that his friends give him the name of Flash, then his Artist name was Devious. Many nick names. But now I call him my angel baby. Oscar, I won’t say goodbye -- I will say see you soon. It might be hours, days, weeks, months, or years. It’s just a matter of time. To me, you are alive -- not because I can see you, but because the footprints you left are well-marked. Some people can live so many years but never leave footprints. You did in so many ways. Your charisma, your smile, how lovely you were, respectful, you were wise at a young age. There are so many memories we share, and they are so alive until we meet again. They can take you away from me physically, but the love that we have for each other as family? Never. Love you mijo, see you soon.
Oscar was the most beautiful person inside and out that I had ever met in my life. He was big hearted, intelligent, creative, funny, handsome, and just everything great! Everyday spent with him was truly a day well spent. He wasn't just a boyfriend to me he was my best friend, my first love, motivation, and reason to never give up. He really did save me in every way a girl can be saved. He brought light, happiness, joy, and love into my life of darkness. One thing I can never thank him enough for is giving me the honor to experience what true love really is, he taught me how to love. For any girl they crave to experience, give, and receive love back and he did that for me. I thank God everyday for allowing me to experience that with Oscar. He made me feel beautiful and showed me that I'm worth something in this world, there was never one day he didn't make me feel wanted or special. He opened my eyes up to how beautiful life actually is and that everyday counts. He changed me for the better. Even though my days are lonely and heartbreaking without him his love and wanting me to succeed in life are what keep me going. My love for him will always be endless and my heart will always be missing him. I now live to make him proud and never let him down because I know he's watching over me and guiding me through life and leading me where I'm supposed to be.
Rosary/Mass Services Aug 2015
Oscar meant a lot to many different people. To his social media following he was known as “damage”, “obey flash” or any other different name you might know. To his cousins he was the athletic one, the personable one, and the one who loved us all being together. To his girlfriend, he was the man that wanted to just be with her. He loved her and cared a lot about her. To his stepmother he was a gregarious soul who was helpful towards all and grateful for the little things. To his parents, he was their only son. The kid who spent time with both of them and let them know how much he loved them.
You see… Oscar was all these things. He was grateful for the life experiences he had. He was gifted, whether it was through music, sports, or bringing people together. The one thing that really defined him though was his love towards his family. If you were a close friend to him, you were family. If he was your boyfriend, you were family. And if you had blood relations to him, you were family. He felt immensely loyal to his family and wanted nothing more than to bring them all together.
He made many people smile, and for that he will ultimately be remembered. I know he is looking down on all of us and wants us all to learn from this tragedy. He would want better for his friends and family. He would want us to be happy, to live our lives for our families, and to go out into the world and bring smiles to others the way he brought smiles to us. In his memory I call all of you to do just this. Make other smile. Treat others right. Be a person that brings about positive change in the world.
Ralph Waldo Emerson said it best, “To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.”
Oscar, my little cousin, you have succeeded. May we honor his memory by doing the same.
Wish you were here but i know God is taken good care of you up there. Love & miss you so much... i know you're gonna have an amazing birthday up in heaven...
Rest easy ....
You had such an amazing soul and you are missed dearly.
I hope you're resting easy, I hope any pain you had has gone away.
All I want to do is make sure your'e alright... I hate the fact that I will not see you anymore while I'm still here on this earth. It makes me feel so sick... I don't know what to feel anymore. I will never understand how anybody could take such an amazing, vibrant, outgoing, and beautiful soul! All I can really comprehend is your'e in a much better place.. Visit me in my dreams again! I love you Flashy, I can't wait till the day I see you again in another life! <3
I had the chance to enjoy your presence, to laugh and cry with you
Do you remember the camping trip, the fishing and the pouring rain
Do you remember the Euro trip, the chateaux and the cheeses
What about the water park, the beach and the baseball games
What about playing soccer and all the crazy videos we made
Our dinner conversation (I still think the rhinoceros can take on the lion)
Our long video game party
Oscar
You left too soon, too young to go away
My dear little boy, thank you for everything
The world will miss you
Remember, you will be forever
I want to share some of my memories of Oscar with you.
I remember feeling a bit nervous about his first visit to CT, thinking that he would be bored stiff coming to see us in CT in 2013. We hadn’t entertained a teenager in our home for quite a long time and I had visions of him struggling to find things to say and do. I was so pleasantly surprised to see how open and outgoing he was, curious to see and do new things. He made himself at home and was easy-going and fun to be with while he secretly juggled time between us and his phone. Despite the fact that he wanted to be very independent, he still acquiesced to your direction and approval and wanted to please you. I admired that strength in him.
He was almost as super competitive as I when it came to bocce! He was quick to improve his aim and strove to beat you and me especially. I remember him arguing his position on several counts. That was fun, but not as much fun as playing Catch Phrase. I thought that game was hilarious. That was what made me see him in a whole new light. Here he was desperately trying to relate his ideas across generations and cultures with his bilingual background and with the impetuousness of a teenager under the stress of a merciless buzzer. It was incredible how quickly you picked up on some of the least little word clues just by looking at his face, or were you reading his mind? And then again, there were these strange clues that left us all scratching our heads WTF?? That game spoke volumes and opened up my eyes to your sweet son.
I remember him getting psyched about the Arcade at Mohegan Sun…and the look on his face when he ordered that hamburger plate at Hash a Go-Go and it turned out to be the biggest meal he had probably ever been served…and he devoured it, no problem!!
Then there was the crazy look on his face as we passed the two Playboy centerfolds posing in the casino where they were selling photo shoots. He stood near the trophy table and begged me to take a picture of him there.
One particular gesture of his stands out in my mind. It was the way that he related to two year old Orion when he came to GA at Christmas. Orion was fascinated with Oscar. He would watch him with great interest as he sat on the living room sofa struggling over his music. They had this kind of silent connection. Whenever Orion came close enough to him, Oscar would reach out and pinch him softly on the cheek and smile his dimpled smile at him. Orion wanted to play right there in his presence. Not a lot of words but an obvious mutual admiration. I thought it was really sweet.
It also moved me to see him open his Christmas presents. He was definitely excited and happy. He still held that piece of childhood simplicity and for me, all sophistication dissolved with the choice of his hat. He reveled in the incredible breakfasts that you and Dru provided over that vacation. It was as though he hadn’t eaten for months!
Then there was Monopoly! Wow! He worked that game with the shrewdness of a financial mogul! He knew how to drive a hard bargain. And he loved winning so much ;-)
He was handsome, smart, lovable, and held so much promise for the future Rebekah. You gave him your all. It was not easy but you made lots of tough choices and you persevered at all hours of the day or night to help him through the hardest of times. No words are adequate enough to express our deep respect and admiration for your mothering and for the difficult task of loving someone so dearly without being able to reach out and touch him on a daily basis.
And now you have a complex mission before you. So much to teach us all…through the heartbreak and pain, Oscar needs your voice on every page of your story. He will be whispering the words, weaving them into your thoughts and providing the strength to persist. We need to know the answers.
Searching for Peace,
Ginny and Emile Levasseur
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KathyLynn
Leave a Tribute
Every day I think about the memories Oscar and I shared. I think about how I will never have those times with him again. It absolutely breaks my heart over and over again every time I think about how I can never hug him, speak to him, or hear him speak to me and say "Ch-ch-ch-choners!" the way he would whenever I seen him. I have so many good times with Oscar, alot of them though we were always up to no good but we always had eachothers back. I remember one night specifically he picked me up with his cousin at Grams house and we went to the drive-in to watch Maleficent but it had closed and he was SO bummed out so that night we parked outside of the drive-in close enough where we could still see the movie screen and watched it for a good while even though we couldn't hear any of the words. I also think of all the mornings we'd be with all our friends at my house, and we'd just chill all morning watching Law & Order, eating eggs & bacons or sometimes pancakes. You made the house so much more alive & fun. My grandma, sister, and even my Uncle that you only ment once adored you. It hurts that I'm not gonna be able to hang out with you once I'm back home with Grams. He was one of my closest friends at the time and I regret not being able to stay close to him due to my own personal issues I was dealing with being away from home but there's not one day that goes by where I don't think about you. I wish everyday you were still here but I know your'e in a way better place than this world, where your'e much happier. I can't wait till the day I see you again. Rest easy, Flashy. God has a purpose for you up there.. keep me safe and protected. I love and miss you so so much Oscar!
Tribute given at Rosary, Aug 7, 2015
Oscar was Quiet, tuned in. In a stressful moment in the car when we assumed he was listening to his music, he called up from the back seat out of the blue, "I love you, Mommy."
He was gentle with kids, babies loved him, clung to him, climbed on him.
Half a kid himself, he was fun-loving, endlessly ready for the next game or challenge. He hated to lose, but could laugh at himself and with a big grin he would challenge you to a rematch.
Oscar was Loud, direct, the life of the party, cracking jokes but making sure everyone was taken care of. He was a leader, a care-giver. One time he ate 15 White Castle cheeseburgers in one sitting.
Oscar was Powerful. He was handsome, smart, quick, funny. One of those rare people who are good at everything. He had big plans for the future, his music, getting a job to make his family proud. He was Royalty. King Joaquin across his chest. Scaling up rock climbing walls on the first try. A Massive, beautiful spirit.
Most of all, Oscar was loved. By his Mom, his Dad, his beautiful family on both sides, his Mom's friends, his own friends, coaches, his girlfriend. And he knew it. Trust me. In my last conversation, he confirmed that he knew just how much he was loved by his Mom and all of you.
Oscar was bilingual and bicoastal. He straddled many worlds. Many of us in the room are not familiar with all of his worlds. He brought us all together. Mexico, California, New York, Georgia, Connecticut.
He lives on in each of us and thousands of others who are not here tonight but are with us in spirit. Oscar Daniel Joaquin.