Luis Manuel Perez Sr.

March 10, 1937 ‒ January 07, 2012

Ocala, Florida, and formerly of Marion, Ohio

Luis Manuel Perez Sr., age 74, of Ocala, Florida, and formerly of Marion, Ohio, died peacefully on Saturday morning, January 7, 2012, at his residence surrounded by his loving family following a courageous battle with cancer.

On March 10 1937, Luis was born in Utuado, Puerto Rico, the son of the late Manuel and Paula (Diaz) Perez. He was raised and went to school in Utuado until he was 17 years old, when he moved to New York City. While there, he met the love of his life, Rosie Velazco, whom he married on February 22, 1962. They have cherished their nearly 50 wonderful years of marriage together.

In 1969, Luis, Rosie and their children moved to Marion, Ohio. They resided there until 2004, when they retired to Ocala, Florida.

He will be dearly missed by his wife, Rosie Perez of Ocala, Florida; three children: Gilberto Lopez of Arizona, Eileen Perez of Fairfax, Virginia, and Luis Manuel (Marie) Perez Jr. of Marysville, Ohio. Five grandchildren: Nicole Moore, Kymberlynn Lopez, Telena Christian, Matthew Perez, and Annie Lopez. Five great-grandchildren: Kanyon and Kiera Perez; Tanner and Cheyenne Moore; Caden Frazier. Two brothers: Armando (Nelida) Perez of Utuado, Puerto Rico, and Efrain Perez of New York, New York, and numerous nieces and nephews. Luis was preceded in death by his brother, Alberto Perez, and his infant sister, Edie Perez.

The Perez family will greet friends from 4-7 pm on Thursday, January 12, 2012, at the Denzer-Farison-Hottinger & Snyder Funeral Home, 360 E. Center Street, Marion. Services honoring his life will also be held there on Friday at 11:00 am with his brother-in-laws Rev. Ernesto Velazco and Rev. Rafael Velazco officiating. Entombment will follow at Marion Cemetery.

Memorial contributions may be made to Odyssey Hospice, 1320 SE 25th Loop. Suite 101, Ocala, Florida 34471.

Denzer-Farison-Hottinger & Snyder Funeral Home is honored to have been chosen to serve Luis’ family. Condolences may be expressed to them online by visiting


My Garden

If this were my last day I’m almost sure I’d spend it working in my garden.

I would dig about my little plants, and try to make them happy, so they would endure long after me.

Then I would hide secure where my green arbor shades me from the sky, and watch how bird and bee and butterfly came hovering to every flowery lure.

Then, as I rested, perhaps a friend or two, lovers of flowers would come, and we would walk about my little garden paths and talk of peaceful times when all the world seemed true.

This may be my last day, for all I know; what a temptation just to spend it so!

Anne Higginson Spicer