Someone to remember.

By Alexis Bautista Multi-genre Project

Reality.
Doctor: Its up to you guys let me know when you guys come up with a decision, its a hard decision so take your take your time. (Doctor exits) Chuck(Dads brother): Its been nine days and still nothing has improved... Grandma(Dads mother): (soft sobs) (Room is completely silent) Uncle Jon(Dads brother): (Crying) Hes my brother and I know he wouldnt want to live like this. I think the best option is to let him go and move on to a new and better place. (Lex, outside the door listening to their conversation and enters the room confused and crying)

Gone Forever.
Your dad is gone.

These were the words I wish I never heard. Your

dad is gone.

My soul is silent. Your dad

is gone.

I am no longer a whole. Your dad is

gone,

Were the words that I will never forget.

Only the Best.

A heart of two

Gold stopped beating,

Beautiful brown eyes rest peacefully, Best.

God broke our hearts to prove that he only takes the

KRCL 90.9 FM
His shift started at 11:35 pm on Saturday nights at the building of KRCL Radio Station. My dad worked there not for profit but for the love of music. I opened the what seemed to be 100 lbs door and entered into a whole other world that changed my perspective on how to live life. Boom Beep Beep it was the sound of music. Everything looked so perfect, the carpet so new and smell so clean. There was multiple different studios to do what these people loved. I walked in holding my dad's hand with my blanket and pillow in the other and in the car felt so sleepy but once i got there i suddenly felt wide awake, so curious and excited to see what my dad did best. He went by DJ N-vision and that was the name of my idol also known as my dad.

Faith
I sat there day by day Praying to God to let him stay I was nine when my dad had passed away.

Popular DJ, promoter of Latino music, leaves void after his death Hard to replace: Aside from his knowledge of Spanish music, Noah Bautista is eulogized as a good friend
By Jason Bergreen The Salt Lake Tribune October 24, 2005 12:51 am Noah "Noe" Bautista, a popular disc jockey, died of a brain aneurysm earlier this month. Noah Noe Bautista, an early promoter of Latino rock music in Salt Lake City, was more than just a disc jockey to those who knew him. He was a gentleman, a community leader and a gracious friend who, after recently suffering a fatal brain aneurysm, has left a void in the local music scene. The popular KRCL disc jockey and pioneering DJ at the Sky Bar and Manhattan Club collapsed Oct. 13 while working his day job as a real estate agent. He died Oct. 20 at LDS Hospital without regaining consciousness. He was 35 years old. Longtime friend Robert McFarlane, also known as DJ Panama, met Bautista a decade ago when both were volunteering at KRCL. He's going to be hard to replace, McFarlane said Sunday, a day after his friend's funeral. He was somebody that really had knowledge of [Spanish] music. Bautista, also known as DJ N-Vision, fell in love with music as a teenager, his older brother Jon said. By 15, Bautista and Jon were spinning music at community events and weddings in their native Orange County, Calif. After moving to Salt Lake City in the mid-'90s, Noe Bautista landed a non-paying gig playing Latino rock music on KRCL. The show, called La Planeta, aired mostly on Tuesdays and lasted for about 10 years, Jon Bautista said. From this show my brother gained his reputation, he said. During his time in Utah, Noe Bautista helped promote, and participated as a DJ at, many of Salt Lake City's annual Latino festivals. But for friends and family, Noe Bautista's lighthearted personality and sense of humor was as large as his love for music. My brother would light up any room when he walked in, Jon Bautista said. He was always a joker and made you smile. Friend Jemmima Garcia said Noe Bautista alwa ys referred to her as sunshine, or beautiful. I never saw him mad or talk mean about anyone, she said. Garcia said Noe Bautista helped her through a rough patch in her marriage and even predicted she would give birth to a girl two weeks before she discovered she was pregnant. He was right. Garcia was holding her now 4-month-old daughter Kiara when she was told Noe Bautista had collapsed. When I heard the news, I almost dropped my daughter, she said. Like Garcia, Noe Bautista also had a daughter, 9-year-old Alexis. He was one of the best fathers in the world, said friend Carlos Martinez. Joe O'Neill, who was Noe Bautista's DJ partner in California when both were teenagers, echoed Martinez. I'm going to miss his compassion toward children, he said. I think he's going to be really missed in the Latino community here. Several fundraisers and memorials honoring Noe Bautista are scheduled to be held within the next few weeks. They include gatherings Friday at Club Mambo and Nov. 11 at the Sky Bar and a Nov. 4 memorial dinner at House of Kabobs and Pita, Jon Bautista said.

Stroke: [strohk;]
Stro-ke Adverb

1. Turned my life upside down left my dad as not my dad I once knew; 2. A blockage of a blood vessel, causing inadequate oxygen supply to the brain. 3. Death was the symptom that changed my whole life and changed me as a person. 4.a throb or pulsation, as of the heart.

Collision
A collision was what was going through my mind I could not process the fact that my dad is gone... that he wouldnt be there (physically) anymore; I could not think straight, I didnt know how I felt. Confusion. Hallow. Depressed. Even at the age of nine I knew I was depressed. I was never happy anymore. Everyone who knew my dad took it hard, especially my mom. Yet I felt like I had to be the strong one, be her shoulder to cry on. I put on a smile for my mom just to be strong for her.

Depression: [dih-presh-uhn]
De-pres-sion Noun

1. sadness; gloom; dejection. 2. Something I was in the year 2005, when I lost one of the most important people in my life.

Dear Reader, My topic is about my dad, Noah Bautista. It was the

year 2005, he was 35 years old when he passed away. He was working at his normal everyday job as a real estate agent when he suffered a fatal brain aneurysm and collapsed. He

passed away on October 20, 2005 in LDS hospital. He was the greatest dad anyone could ask for. He lit up any room he entered and had a great sense of humor. I couldnt have asked for a better dad. Noah also had side jobs as a disk jockey. He Djed for a handful of nightclubs and volunteered

at KRCL. At the age of 15 my dad and his brother Jon were already djing at weddings and at community events. I choose this topic because its one of the main tragedies that strongly impacted my life.

Aerosmith-Dream on
Every time when I look in the mirror All these lines on my face getting clearer The past is gone It went by, like dusk to dawn Isn't that the way Everybody's got the dues in life to pay I know nobody knows Where it comes and where it goes I know it's everybody sin You got to lose to know how to win Half my life Is books written pages Live and learn from fools and From sages You know it's true, oh All these things you do come back to you Sing with me, sing for the years Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears Sing with me, just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good lord will take you away Dream Dream Dream Dream on on on until your dreams come true...

My Dad and I :)

End Notes
Reality:
In this piece I decided to

try to get you into the situation I was at and everything I was hearing as a nine year old, at the hospital during an unstable time. This piece was a dialogue.

Gone forever: In this piece I wanted to put you into my shoes and feel the types
of emotions I felt when losing my dad. This piece was a poem.

Only The Best: Only the best is a poem I wrote trying to get you to
understand how important my dad was to me. This piece is a poem.

KRCL 90.9 FM: this piece was to put you into my shoes and tell you how
music is a big part of my life, and how my dad changed my whole perspective on life just with music. This piece is a prose.

Faith:

This poem showed how much faith I had and how much I hoped he got to continue his life with the people that he loved. This piece is a poem.

Collision: Collision is a piece I wrote to show you that even

for a nine year old, like myself, how such traumatic events in their life can affect them drastically . This piece is a exposition.

Definitions: I wanted to give you my perspective of what

these words mean to me. These are exposition.