The Farsider

Feb. 24, 2017


Bill Mattos, Editor and Publisher <>
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The Farsider is an independent publication that is not affiliated with the San Jose Police Benevolent
Assn. The SJPBA has allowed the Farsider to be included on its website solely for the convenience of
the retired San Jose Police community. The content of this newsletter does not represent or reflect
the views of the San Jose Police Benevolent Association's Board of Directors or its membership.


The following message was authored by the daughter of Officer Juan Reyes who published the Insider for several years. It was also posted on the San Jose police officers’ Facebook page (10-7ODSJ).

If there was ever something important that I posted on here - This Is It

Loving Family and Dear Friends - Fellow police officers, PAL family, Retired Officers, Crossfit Family, so many people out there that love and care for our family.

Long, long post - but its worth the read - I promise.

Monday June 13, 2016 my father, mother, son, cousin and myself were in a car accident coming back from a movie screening of a documentary I had worked on.  We were rear-ended at a dead stop by a vehicle behind us. This accident caused my dad to have back and neck pain - very common for a car accident, right?

Over the past 7 months my father has been dealing with some health difficulties that ranged from shortness of breath, muscle tremors, extreme back pain and pain while walking all of which we thought may have been brought on by the accident until it continued to spiral and worsen. Keep reading.

On October 1, 2016 my father walked me down the aisle to marry my husband. We weren't able to do our normal mariachi dancing but we danced to Frank Sinatra and I felt as loved as ever. I love my dad.

On December 11, 2016 I watched my mother and father dance in the kitchen to Sara Evans' "I Could Not Ask for More" and as my dad's legs became weak, I saw my mother grab him under his arms and hug him, holding him up and helping him dance. They were both in tears and so was I. I was able to witness this dance.. I was able to feel the love and my mother's desire to make my father feel better.

He spent about a week in February in the hospital as his carbon levels were so high in his body it was like he was sitting in a garage with the car running. He was in danger because of his inability to breath like you and I do - without thinking.

He now requires more support with a walker and a wheelchair when leaving the house, a bipap machine to help with breathing/oxygen and eating.

Yesterday, February 22, 2017 We received an official diagnosis from UCSF. My father has been diagnosed with ALS (Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis) or more commonly known as Lou Gehrig's Disease.

ALS is the progressive degeneration of the motor neurons which weaken and die causing people to lose the ability to speak, eat, move and breathe. There is no known cure for what my father has. This pains me to say this but this disease is fatal, our time with him is truly limited, cherished, treasured.

My dad is still on facebook and has his cell phone near him. If you call please schedule it with him as speaking does take a lot of energy and he has a lot of appointments right now.

As a family we are closer than ever and we are all still learning what we can about ALS and how to make his life enjoyable and fruitful. He's not gone yet people!! We have parties to throw and laughs to be had.

We have been receiving amazing support from ALS Golden West Chapter and will be working with the Veteran Affairs ALS Clinic as well as my father is an Army Veteran - Airborne Combat Medic.

We have no timeline - as there are many more specialists to see - he is receiving physical therapy and weekly visits with the nurse.

On a side note... Something I have never spoken to my father about.

To this day I remember a letter that he wrote to me when I was running away from home, hanging out with the wrong people and engaging in dangerous behaviors thinking I was invincible.  He wrote me a letter that he left on my pillow which said, "I thought I could always be your superhero to protect you and I can't..."  He somehow thought that he had failed at being a parent.  At the time, I dismissed the letter but as a mother, a good human being and a daughter to an amazing father.  I cherish this letter and always think back to this - because he is my hero.

He is and will always be my Superhero. #SomeoneILoveHasALS #LetsFindACureALS #LouGehrigs

*You made it to the end - You really stuck though it... post something about my father that you cherish. How has he made a difference in your life?