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In Memory of

Tom Zavala Mendez

May 1, 1943 - June 9, 2017

Obituary


Tom Zavala Mendez was born on May 1st, 1943 to Tomas Mendez and Emilia Z. Mendez, in San Antonio TX.
He peacefully met the Lord in his sleep on June 9th, 2017. He is preceded in death by his father Tomas Mendez and his mother Emilia. Tom was loved by his warrior children, Ilsa Mendez, Tommy Mendez, Adam Mendez, Joey Valencia, Michael Tavera and Hobo Mendez (his beloved dog). He had 8 grandchildren. Father loved to frequent the tacos houses to visit his favorite waitresses. Our father had a happy heart and always looked for...

Tom Zavala Mendez was born on May 1st, 1943 to Tomas Mendez and Emilia Z. Mendez, in San Antonio TX.
He peacefully met the Lord in his sleep on June 9th, 2017. He is preceded in death by his father Tomas Mendez and his mother Emilia. Tom was loved by his warrior children, Ilsa Mendez, Tommy Mendez, Adam Mendez, Joey Valencia, Michael Tavera and Hobo Mendez (his beloved dog). He had 8 grandchildren. Father loved to frequent the tacos houses to visit his favorite waitresses. Our father had a happy heart and always looked for the good in everything. He was the patriarch of our family. He gave all he had to all of us. We were truly blessed to have him as our dad. We will miss all the crazy adventures we had with him. His favorite saying was "In a 100 yrs. It won't even matter" he is correct because we will be with him. See you on the other side dad. Viewing 5 p.m. Rosary, June 15th, 6:00 p.m. - 7:00 p.m. at Colonial Funeral Home. Mass at St. Anthony of Padua,11:00 a.m. June 16th. Funeral procession to follow to Holy Cross Cemetery. Please sign the Guest Book at www.colonialuniversal.com .




Tom Mendez was an honest, caring, kind hearted man with much integrity. He always wanted to do right by others and was always willing to help a hand if he was able to. He always found a way to get it done. Where there is a will there is a way and Tom Mendez was very strong willed. He looked adversity in the face, made a plan, and executed. A friend to many, and an enemy to none. His wisdom will always be cherished. His analogies were always on point to the situation at hand and he had one for every situation. Like the mighty oak tree he stayed rooted so deep that anyone that needed his shelter, love, strength, branches to play on, trunk to hug, or just someone to talk to, could come get it from him. He stood tall, cowered to no one, respected everything. I am the man I am today because he loved me. I will miss him but I will tell everyone the story of the Great Tom Mendez. I love you, Dad.
Your son and friend, Joey Valencia Mendez






My Dad,
From the day I was born, my dad treated me like a little boy. He taught me how to fish, how to go camping, how to cross rivers
and creeks with full blown jeans and tennis shoes. Took me to the beach, made me love to be outside. We went on many
adventures when I was little. My father was an only child and he spent a lot of time alone, he would play in the woods next to our
house, and he had about 10 or so, pet squirrels. He surely, instilled the love of the outdoors in me. As I got older, our lives moved
on and we grow up and started our own lives. But when my grandmother passed away, we got really, really close. He helped me
take care of my grandma and grandpas dogs, "Dougie and Baby". We had a big fort made for them in the back yard, for cover and
shade and even a mosquito tent. Every day, after work I would drive to my dad's house and we would sit in his back yard and let
the dogs play and just talk about everything and anything. Sometimes there would be some serious storms, blasting winds, hail,
lighting, thunder, tree branches falling and all the while my dogs were in the back yard in their little fort! I would call him the next
day and ask him if my dogs had been blown away in the storm. And then we would laugh, because the little rascals, toughed it out all
night long. We did that every day for a whole year.
The next year, I was forced to get an apartment because; the heat was too much for me. That was last summer, when my dad fell
and broke his ankle, from the day we left the emergency room he came home with me. He drove me crazy! He made me go to
HE.B. almost every day and I even lost 20 pounds because of him! Ha, ha, ha ..... But we spent another summer together and I took
rim to al\ his doctor appts. and after his appts. he would say, take me here or take me there. And off we went. One time he told
me to take him to a restaurant, so I could get some tacos for him, when we got there he told me to tell a waitress to come outside
because he wanted to see her! THE TACO TRIP HAD A PURPOSE! We watched a lot of movies that summer. One time, I tried to get
him to watch the series, The Vikings from the history channel and it's kind of gory. After he watched an episode of the show, he
took a pain pill and had night mares of the Vikings all night long! Lol, and the next day I asked him if he wanted to watch another
episode and he said no way, they tried to kill me last night!
So then, I was wondering what else I could do to occupy his time and I decided to get him on Facebook l am so glad \ did, he was
able to connect with a lot of his family and friends. So then every night, when I came home we would review Facebook and how to
get around things, open things and delete things. He caught on pretty fast. We talked about so many things we were going to do. ,
had told him that every year from now on, I would use my income tax check and a little bit of his money for us to go on vacation
once a year, to somewhere we had never been and he agreed. My dad would randomly, stop by my job and bring me a milkshake
every now and then. I sure am going to miss my surprise visits dad. I'm so glad we were close. And I promise you, I will take the
best care of Hobo. I am going to miss you so much. Every time, I called him and I was mad about something and wanted to vent he
would always say ... Ilsa it won't even matter in a 100 years, and then I would say ... but I'm angry now! And he would laugh at me.
What an empty, empty, feeling I have in my heart. Thank you dad, for all you did and for all you gave. I know I will see you again. I
love, love, love you.
Ilsa






Since I was born TOM MENDEZ was and is my hero. He will always be my symbol of love and what it takes to be a man. He always did for others before himself. He loved the outdoors and nature and you could usually find him there with his dogs, friends, children, and grandchildren. He lived a life of adventure and was and is loved by many. He was a believer, and a glass half full type of man. He loved, loved, and loved. He was and will continue to be a mentor to many, and his words of wisdom will live in us forever. He will be greatly missed, but will also be greatly remembered. Just give love.
- Thomas Adam Mendez