SAYING GOOD BYE

As I write this, my heart is broken. I recently lost the most important man in my life. My daddy, Julio Montoro, who went by the stage name Chico Boro Boro, succumbed to his injuries, on Saturday, November 30th at 2:43 a.m.

He was struck down by a careless and thoughtless driver on Friday, November 8th at 355 p.m. My dad was walking across the street, legally, when a car killed him and he laid down in the street until help came. He lost oxygen to his brain. My daddy never woke up.

I am broken inside. It takes a lot out of me to get out of bed and face the world. I hate it but I do it. My best friend, Maurice Myers, is my rock. He’s been at my side handling funeral arrangements, when I was unable to do anything but cry and scream. I found out today that the LA coroner picked up my father and no one from the hospital informed me. I found out through the funeral director, Sam Thim, who has been an angel in fixing this issue. I will bring my daddy home soon.

I won’t be doing reviews until probably next month. I’m not in the right frame of mind to focus on the theater. It’s impossible for me to provide my best work and unfair to you, the readers.

I’m everything right now, crushed, brokenhearted, broke down and very angry at the individuals who destroyed my peace, my calm, my support and protection. My daddy is gone.

He was born in Cuba on February 11th, 1937 in Havana, Cuba. He’s the last member of his family who passed. He was the sixth and last child of Julio and Emerita Montoro. He loved salsa music, boxing and the World Series Champion, the Dodgers. GO MOOKIE! I loved my daddy. He was my everything! Thank you for reading my reviews, for a little over 10 years. I will return so keep an eye out. Have a wonderful Christmas and a healthy New Year!!

Sincerely,

Mary Emerita Montoro also known as Chico’s daughter