Gilbert Carrillo, my dad, passed away on my birthday, and I'm so glad I was able to spend his last day with him, that was the best present I could have asked for.  My dad liked the ladies, and at many times, it was quite embarrassing. He must have proposed to 20 of the nurses while he was in assisted living (in just under three months!).  He definitely earned a reputation there. My dad and I joked around alot, as you can tell. My dad had eight kids, and three marriages. My dad was able to live his last seven years in a quaint area called San Juan Bautista. He lived in a little valley with hills surrounding him. I think he enjoyed the last years of his life.