Jorge L. Cantu Sr.

Jorge Luis Cantu Sr, of Lubbock, formerly of Tahoka went to be with Our Father and loved ones gone before him, on Tuesday, September 3, 2019. In Tahoka, he worked as a farmer while raising his children as a single father. While in Lubbock, he was the best grandfather ever. Family and friends who became family were always his priority with whom he spent all his free time. Whether it be cooking out at his own house, visiting family or hanging out with his brothers on the weekend, he wanted food cooking, drinks flowing, the music blaring and the dance floor (caliche driveway) filled with dancing.

Born May 27, 1952, he was the first-born child of Fidel Cantu of Lubbock and Francisca Zamora Cantu, in Harlingen, TX. He loved his brothers and sisters and their spouses, unconditionally. They are Rosa Cantu, Ana Cantu of Lubbock, Rene Cantu, Manuel Cantu (Martha) of Uvalde, Lori Lopez of Hereford, Jaime Cantu (Lillie) of Tahoka, Chavela Cantu (Faustino) of Littlefield, and many, many years later, Manuela Cantu-Robinson (Brian) of Lubbock.

Later in life, he fell in love with Armandina Rodriguez where he gained a daughter, Donna Rodriguez of Lubbock and then later came his first son, Jorge Cantu Jr (RosaMaria) of Lubbock, followed by Jo Anna Cantu of San Antonio, Gerold Cantu (Veronica) of Lubbock, and Olivia Flores (Marcelino). He also gained many, many Rodriguez brothers, sisters, nephews and nieces through their union.

As the family tree bloomed with 17 grandchildren and a plethora of great-grandchildren, there were some who God needed to be Guardian Angels instead. Amongst those celebrating Jorge’s arrival in Heaven are his beloved mother, his sister, Rosa, his brother, Rene, and his sister-in-law Lillie Cantu, Armandina and his beautiful, youngest daughter Olivia.

Note from his Children: Thank you to everyone who consistently showed our Daddy love throughout his life and especially in the last few years, months, weeks, days and hours.

To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the Heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; A time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted; A time to kill, and a time to heal; A time to breakdown, and a time to build up; A time to weep, and a time to laugh; A time to mourn, and a time to dance; Ecclesiastes 3:1-4

El Hombre Que Mas Te Amo ~Vicente Fernandez

Que se oigan los gritos!!!!

“I mean to say, I mean!!” - Jorge Cantu