One of my favorite memories is of Hans as a child. He loved to run around at Abuelo's house. He was sweet, curious, slightly mischievous & a bit shy. Hans is my baby cousin so at the time he was about 5, I was about 13. My cousin Jen also age 13 at the time liked to harass Hans, by grabbing him, hugging him tightly of course he would try to flee & give him kisses. Yuck, what boy likes kisses at age 5 right. Well one day, she picks him up & gives him a pony ride. Out of nowhere, he bites her on the shoulder. She was so surprised and taken off guard that her reaction was to let him go, Hans started laughing as he ran away. Hans, I hope you are running free & laughing now pain free & reunited with your mom & abuelos. We love you so much little primo & will always save a spot for you at our family table.
Love you Hansito, Rest in Peace.
your prima, Francis