_{Once upon a time there was a man named Enrique Castillo. Well, for most of his life everyone knew him as Henry, like even his own sisters didn't know that wasn't his actual name, but really, I digress because that's neither here nor there. And neither is Henry. He's in heaven by now because even though he was a very complicated man, he had a bottomless and forgiving heart. Like for real. People talk about unconditional love, but nobody loved unconditionally like Henry. Just ask any family member or friend.}

_{He leaves behind a beautiful wife of 48 years, his Sweetie, Kathleen, and two of the best and most complicated daughters who learned to love and forgive like him, and who, like him, are ridiculously high maintenance while believing they are low maintenance (which is totally stolen from a romcom, one of his two favorite genres of movies, and if you knew Henry, you knew he loved movies, especially romcoms and war movies).}

_{Anyway, he passed away peacefully on a Saturday morning in November when the weather was freaking beautiful. And it was really, incredibly sad. Many tears were shed by his sisters and brothers and nephews and nieces, some of whom thought of him as a father figure. He left them behind to go join his parents who predeceased him. He also leaves behind three beloved grandchildren.}

_{He was employed for 40 years as a loyal, cantankerous, hard-working employee at a steel company called Samuel, and I'm sure he will be sorely missed there.}

_{His greatest loves in life were movies, photography, and his family. And he will be greatly missed by all he met. His only wish was for happiness for his family and friends and for everyone to just get along. So please continue his legacy of unconditional love and do something full of forgiveness and grace or something selfless and kind for others as he did. And remember, be careful.}