Jesse R. Flores

Jesse was drafted once again – this time into the mighty legion of God’s army on Friday June 9, 2023 at the age of 88. He was born in Houston Texas and moved to Bryan when he was 15.

He was drafted by the U.S. Army, but also served in the Reserves where he was given the nickname, “Babyface”.  “But don’t let that fool you,” Grandma would say, “chiquito pero picoso.”

He met and married the Proverbs 31 woman God had planned for him, the love of his life, Bertha, in 1960. It was a loving union that would last 54 years until she went to be with the Lord in 2014.

A well-known tile setter for over 40 years, he worked all over Bryan, College Station, and the surrounding areas. Jesse was a man’s man; well-known and respected by all who knew him. Never one to beat around the bush, he would tell you like it is; it was often hard to hear, but his family knew it was because he loved them. He had been through so much, so by example, he demonstrated strength, composure, and how to depend on God to get by in life. He was dependable and provided for his family’s needs, even if it meant taking extra work on the side so that his Bertha never had to work outside their home. His door was always open to anyone in need who knew him.

Jesse enjoyed sitting outside on the porch reading the newspaper or breaking down metal. He loved to watch western movies, on max volume of course, playing cards and dominoes, getting scratch-offs, going to the casino, and tending to his plants.

He was preceded in death by his wife, Bertha; five children; one grandchild; two sisters; and his parents.

Jesse leaves behind to cherish his memory, his sons, Jesse Flores Jr, Daniel Flores, and Ishmael Flores and Crystal; his daughters, Sandra Ann Gonzales and Frank Chargualaf, Elizabeth Ann Hernandez and Lubin, Veronica Alvarado and Leon, Linda Flores and Victor, Dalores Eure and James, Rose Marie Garcia and Paul, and Esther Flores; 31 grandchildren; 28 great grandchildren; one brother; and three sisters.

Broken Chain

We little knew that day,
God was going to call your name.
In life we loved you dearly,
In death, we do the same.

It broke our hearts to lose you.
You did not go alone.
For part of us went with you,
The day God called you home.

You left us beautiful memories,
Your love is still our guide.
And although we cannot see you,
You are always at our side.

Our family chain is broken,
And nothing seems the same,
But as God calls us one by one,
The chain will link again.

~Ron Tranmer