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Angelina Jacques Martinez 52 Weeks/52 Ancestors

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Aunt Angie was born on November 20, 1929 in Denver, Colorado. She was the last child of Celestino and Tonita Jaques. By the 1930 census, they are living in Denver and their household is

Celestino, age 43

Tonita, age 40

Eppie, age 19

Della, age 18

Ernest, age 16

Fred, age 15

Frank, age 14

Jane, age 13

Rosa (Aunt Dorothy), age 10

Celestino (Tim) age 2

Angie, 4 months old.

Celestino was working as a stock raiser and ranch owner and Uncle Eppie was a laborer.

Angie and Tim

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Here she is with Tim standing next to the chair she is sitting in.

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Dorothy, Tim and Angie

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By 1940, their household had changed drastically.

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They were living in Stockton, California. Now their household was

Celestino, age 53

Tonita, age 50

Timothy, age 12

Angie, age 10

Maryann Viola, age 5

Celestino was working as a laborer for Street Improvement but I know he was in and out of the household by this time.

So, we spent a lot of time with Aunt Angie. We grew up with her and her family.

She was two years younger than Tim and he considered her a pain in the ass. That is what he would say about her and Viola both. That makes me laugh. Obviously, Daddy was very much a stern older brother who wasn’t about to let his sister or niece get into trouble. Aunt Angie thought dad was a pain in the ass, too. She said he was mean and bossy to her all her life. I took great pleasure in their relationship. Aunt Angie had a reputation for talking very fast, saying anything that popped into her head and she could easily ask you a question then answer it herself. I, too, suffer from this same condition. I can’t tell you how many times Daddy would say, “You are just like your Aunt Angie.” Hahaha, I have to say he wasn’t wrong about that.

She went to school in Stockton and by September of 1949 she was engaged to, then married to, Thomas H. Martinez.

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Uncle Tom was working at Ames Aeronautical laboratory at Moffett Field. They lived at 1652 Samedra in Sunnyvale, CA.

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Their children are

Thomas Martinez, Jr.

Dennis Martinez

Gail Ann Martinez

Doreen Martinez

Dean Martinez

Christopher Martinez

(Truthfully, Aunt Angie called Christopher by Kit and I can’t call him anything other than that!)

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Aunt Angie was a very outgoing person who loved sports (I think with that many sons, how could you not?)

Her boys played rugby and she went to their matches all the time.


Aunt Angie loved children. She was so outgoing, knew everyone and visited people all the time. She kept in touch with all of her siblings. Our families went camping together, sharing trips and adventures.


This is a video of our families camping together, taken from one of my dad’s home movies. (Don’t mind all of the extra scenery, my dad really loved it)

Aunt Angie had a large family and 13 grandchildren. She was very devoted to her family and spent a tremendous amount of time with them.



When my Uncle Ray (he was married to my mother’s sister, Jeanie) passed away in May of 1971, Jackie and I went to stay with Aunt Angie while my mother was helping her sister. I was 6 years old and Aunt Angie would go see Grandma Tonita in her rest home every day. It scared the hell out of me because all of the old people in the rest home would want to grab my arm or hand. Grandma had her leg amputated and that scared me, too. Plus, I was away from my mother. I was kind of a baby!

My cousin Dennis passed away in 1988 and Angie was very devoted to visiting his grave site.


There was a big anniversary party for Aunt Angie and Uncle Tom. There was a huge dinner and a Mariachi Band that played. Aunt Angie loved a good Mariachi Band.

We stayed in touch with Aunt Angie after my dad passed away. She would come to my house and bring presents for my kids. She would stop at other cousins’ houses, too, just to visit.

Since I named my son William Jacques and I called him Jacques, Aunt Angie always made a point of calling him (spelled phonetically) Hawques, as that it how our last name is pronounced in New Mexico.

We are very fortunate to have so many of these pictures of Aunt Angie because Tommy shared them with me. At the time he gave them to me, I almost felt guilty because there were so many and I didn’t know what I would do with them, but now I am so pleased to be able to share these pictures with everyone. I loved Aunt Angie for all of her craziness, probably because I am just like her.

Angelina Jacques Martinez passed away on December 30, 2004, shortly after Tim, Dorothy and Ernest. It was like she didn’t wish to be alone without her siblings and left to join them. They must have had a hell of a party when she arrived.

Deluvina Sinforosa Jaquez


Deluvina Sinforosa Jaquez was born on October 7, 1912. She was the second child with her older brother Eppie born the year before and her younger brother Ernest born the year after her. She was the first girl, of course followed by all of the other siblings.

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Aunt Della is seated on the chair in front.

By 1920, she was 8 and living with her parents and grandparents in Largo, New Mexico. She grew up very close to her cousins.

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Here is part of the Jacques family, Aunt Jane, Aunt Dorothy, Aunt Della, Tim,  Tonita, Frank Angie and Celestino.

Aunt Della was much more like a Grandmother to me than an Aunt. She was 15 years old when my dad Timothy was born. She must have felt like he was her baby.

My dad was about 5 when Aunt Della got engaged to Joseph Serna. Uncle Joe proposed in the dining room of my grandparents’ home in Colorado. My dad was hiding under the kitchen table and as soon as Della said yes, Tim ran out from under the table yelling for his mother that Della was getting married.


She was married to Joseph Serna on December 23, 1933 in Montrose, Colorado.


This is a nice picture of them with Celestino and Tonita.

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This shot includes her brother Eppie, his wife Nora, and family friends.

She was very close to her siblings and her cousins.

Here she is with her double first cousin, Flora, Joe Serna, and Rosemary and Donald.


By 1940, Uncle Joe was working in a gold mine in Jackson, CA.

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Uncle Joe is in the middle row, third miner from the right (seated). Uncle Fred is sitting right next to Uncle Joe, fourth from the right in the same row.

He was 36 years old and Aunt Della was 27. Rosemary was 5 years old and Donald 4 years old. They had both been born in Colorado. Aunt Della raised her children and had a big hand in raising her two oldest grandchildren, Joey Telena and Toni Jean Telena Kelly.

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Love this shot of Uncle Fred, Uncle Ernest, Aunt Nora, Aunt Dorothy, Aunt Della, Aunt Jane, Dad, Grandpa Jacques, Aunt Angie and Grandma Jacques.

Aunt Della was such a wonderful, mothering person. She always made everyone feel at home and was an incredible cook. My personal favorite was her Jello salad. Her chili and beans were legendary. Aunt Della was jovial and sweet, always busy, and always had something to do.



They lived their married life together in San Jose, raising their children, Rosemary and Donald.

One year, my parents had a kick-ass Halloween party. This is in their living room on Shafer Drive. Aunt Della is on the right in the first picture. In the second shot, my mother is on the right.

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Here is a picture from their 40th anniversary party. (Which I, at 8 years old, was not invited to. Not Bitter.)


On September 10, 1977, Uncle Joe passed away from cancer. I can still see him sitting in his bathrobe, looking gaunt and thin.




When I was little, Uncle Joe would give me coins when you walked into his house. He had a funny accent and liked to say “Son of a biscuit” as his cuss word. He had several brothers including Uncle Johnny and Uncle Fermin. His sister was Aunt Lucy, married to Della’s double first cousin Milton. I always assumed his relatives were our relatives too, as they attended all family functions.

After Uncle Joe passed away, Aunt Della moved to Manteca and lived in a small apartment with other senior citizens. She liked to go to the bingo games to help “the old people” as she called them. She was a devout Catholic and went to church often.  If there was a party, wedding or funeral, my father would go get Aunt Della or send one of us after her.

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This is Aunt Della and Jackie at my Aunt Jean’s funeral. As soon as I told Jackie that I was doing an Aunt Della post she said, “Oh, she used to keep a Kleenex in her sleeve.” Such a funny tidbit but she’s so right. As soon as she said that, I could picture it myself.

When my mother was recovering from surgery, Aunt Della came to stay with us. Ordinarily, my dad didn’t like anyone coming in when my mother was recovering because he felt between us kids and himself, we could handle it. However, he had great respect for Aunt Della and she really wanted to help, so she came to stay at our house. Now, because Momma was not in the best of health, we’d grown up doing our own laundry and helping clean the house. Not with Aunt Della there. Jackie and I were still in school and came home to find our laundry folded in a perfect pile on our beds. She made me homemade rice pudding just because she knew I loved it. My father complained privately that it wasn’t as good as my mother’s rice pudding but that’s only because he was biased; he always thought that my mother made the best of everything. One day, Jackie and I got up first thing in the morning to go to the bathroom (with every intention of going back to bed) and upon returning to our bedroom, found that she’d already made our bed. She was so funny. She had a particular way of calling me Cookie that I can still hear in my mind. My mother loved Aunt Della a lot and looked up to her with great respect.

I think Aunt Della was a nicer version of my Grandmother. Obviously, my grandmother raised her children well and Aunt Della wasn’t perfect, but she was such a loving person. When Paul and I would take her grocery shopping or to lunch, she really liked my husband. I think she thought he was good looking. He still is. But Aunt Della used to say, “He’s such a good looking guy but how can you stand to kiss him?” (Because he was a smoker). She used to say it would be like licking an ash tray.

She was so funny. Beneath her loving personality lurked a crazy woman when it came to Roller Derby. Back in the 1960’s and  1970’s, Roller Derby was a big deal and Aunt Della and Uncle Joe used to go watch the matches of the San Francisco Bay Bombers. They saw Charlie O’Connell, Joanie Weston and Ann Calvello. Aunt Della would turn into a raving lunatic when she watched them from the bleachers.

When we got married, I had no grandparents left, so I had Aunt Della treated as if she were my grandmother. She had a corsage and was seated with my parents. I so appreciated that I had Aunt Della. She and I were great friends.
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Aunt Della passed away on April 7, 1991. My mother was in the hospital and couldn’t attend her funeral.
Here is her family at her funeral.

For only having two children, she had a hell of a big family.

Aunt Della is buried with Uncle Joe in Santa Clara, CA at the Santa Clara Mission Cemetery. Aunt Della’s loving nature lives on in everyone who had the privilege of knowing her.

I also want to thank my cousin Joey Telena for generously sharing his photographs from his Ancestry.Com account. Some of these pictures are mine but I really appreciated the ones he had uploaded. I love that everyone will get a chance to see all of her pictures.