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Obituary for Aragon


Published in the Albuquerque Journal on Wednesday April 08, 1998

Angie (Angelita) R. Aragon, our beautiful mother, grandmother, wife and friend, has been called home to be with her Lord, Jesus Christ. Her suffering is now over and her new life begins. Never apart, she's in our hearts forever. She was a very special person who will be missed by family and many friends. She was loved by many people who she touched with her love and heart. She was preceded in death by her mother, Natividad Romero; sons, Feles Campos, Tommy Campos and Ray Aragon; and grandson, Max Aragon III. Mrs. Aragon is survived by her husband, Max Aragon Sr. of 52 loving years; son, Maxie Argon Jr. and wife, Dorothy; daughters and husbands, Landa and Emilio Lopez, Jane Telles, Lorraine and Steve Nieto, Helena and Joe Chavez, Juanita Sandoval and Jesus Perez, and Roseann Aragon and Joe Chavez; 18 grandchildren; and 25 great-grandchildren. She is also survived by very special relatives, friends and neighbors. Visitation for Mrs. Aragon will be held on Wednesday, from 3:00 p.m. until 5:00 p.m., in the mortuary chapel. A rosary will be recited at the San Jose Church at 7:00 p.m. on Wednesday, April 8, 1998. The mass will be celebrated at the San Jose Church at 9:00 a.m. on Thursday, April 9, 1998. Burial will take place at Mt. Calvary Cemetery following the mass. Pallbearers will be her grandsons, Joseph Lopez, Jimmy Lopez, Jerry Lopez, Michael Chavez, Jose Telles, Simon Chavez, Ray Gutierrez and Joe Adrian Chavez. Honorary pallbearers will be Jonathan Lopez and J.B. Lopez. Arrangements by the Salazar and Sons Mortuary, 400 3rd St. SW. SAFELY HOMEI am home in Heaven, dear ones; Oh, so happy and bright! There is perfect joy and beauty In this everlasting light. All the pain and grief is over, Every restless tossing passed; I am now at peace forever, Safely home in Heaven at last. Did you wonder I so calmly Trod the valley of the shade? Oh! But Jesus' love illuminated Every dark and fearful glade. And He came Himself to meet me In that way so hard to tread; And with Jesus' arm to lean on, Could I have one doubt or dread? Then you must not grieve so sorely, For I love you dearly still; Try to look beyond earth's shadows, Pray to trust our Father's Will. There is work still waiting for you, So you must not idly stand; Do it now, while life remaineth-- You shall rest in Jesus' land. When that work is all completed, He will gently call you Home; Oh, the rapture of that meeting, Oh, the joy to see you come!