Mario’s childhood passion was soccer. As he grew older he fell in love with strumming his guitar and singing for anyone that would listen. But above all else, Mario loved his family.
In high school, he met the love of his life and married her. Together they had three daughters who adored him. He brought his wife and children to the United States so he could give his girls education and opportunity. Mario worked so hard — as a shopkeeper, a painter, a soccer coach, a laundromat manager. He was always learning new skills with a smile on his face.
Always leaping bravely into the unknown so he could provide for his girls.
Mario especially enjoyed driving a taxi. He made every passenger feel special. Asking them about their day and really listening to their answers. He loved helping people get to their destination and filling everyone he met with hope.
When the pandemic started, Mario was working two jobs. At a laundromat and at a grocery store, both considered essential work. Not working wasn’t an option for him. So he wore his mask and gloves and reported every day on time to his shifts. But on March 21st, he came home feeling sick, his body aching.
Mario told his daughters to look after their mom and not to worry about him. He told them to keep going and never give up hope. He faced his death just as he lived his life — with love and courage. Giving thanks for every moment he was able to be on this earth.