Victor was more than the victim of a violent crime, he was the heart and soul of our family. He was a devoted father to two beautiful daughters who adored him, and who still ask questions we can’t bring ourselves to answer. He was a loving son who made our parents proud, a loyal brother who always had our backs, a caring uncle who made the kids laugh, and a friend who showed up without needing to be asked.

Victor had a light about him. He brought joy and warmth into every room with his smile, his laughter, and his big-hearted spirit. He was one of the most generous people we knew,always offering help, even when he had little to give. He was a hard worker in every sense, whether he was out ranching, riding horses, or under the hood of a truck. He was a skilled mechanic, and people trusted him to fix what was broken, not just machines, but moments and moods. He lived with purpose and pride, grounded in his love for his family, his community, and his culture.

He loved being outdoors, working the land, hunting, and teaching his daughters the ways of our people. He honored our traditions and passed them down with patience and care. To know Victor was to feel cared for. His presence made others feel safe, loved, and seen. And now that presence is gone, taken in an act of cruelty we are still trying to understand.