When we were first dating, he had a low rider Camaro. He lived one street from me. He had a sound system that I could hear from my house. My entire neighborhood knew he was coming to see me because he would play “Amigos tuve una novia,” a Spanish song by Los Dinámicos del Norte. My neighbor told me, months after he passed, that every time she hears this song she can see him driving to my parents’ house.