Birth date: Oct 3, 1923 Death date: May 19, 2026
Ethel (Etelvina) Fernandez, age 103, a lifelong resident of Tampa, passed away on May 19, 2026. Ethel was born in Spain on March 5, 1923. Ethel was raised in Ybor City and West Tampa. Ethel retired from the Hillsborough County Sch Read Obituary
We were neighbors for 30 years. They were an encouragement to us.
It is still on my calendar, so I remember and pray for the family on the anniversary of Jason's death. What a long life the Lord gave to Mrs. Fernandez. Grateful to have known her and Elaine. Neta Schmiel (Previously 8508 Gomez Avenue)
Rest in Peace in Jesus's arms.
I was alway aware (through Elaine), that Family was everything, and how important it was to keep the weekly gathering of Sunday dinners. She took Pride in this.
Ih what a Joyous reunion it must've been when Ethel reunited with her husband (the love of her life), daughter Arlene, and grandson Jason.
Elaine, your dedication and devotion to your mother was always apparent, take comfort in knowing that you did
everything you could to make these last years as comfortable as possible.
Roz
Grand Mommy (Ethel) was my mother-in-law for 45 years. I couldn’t have asked for a better mother-in-law, nor father-in-law, than Ethel and Arty Fernandez. And they were absolutely wonderful grandparents to my sons, Jason, Justin, and Jacob Rogers, as were Ethel’s sister, Tia Hortense, and her husband, Manuel Beiro.
I have many fond memories of Tia Nee…but course her taking me to McDonald’s is at the top if the list. I would get to ride in the front seat (she had a car with bucket seats) and I remember she would put the McDonald’s bag really close to her, and when she turned the corner, her elbow would hit the bag and make that crunchy sound…😁 Till this day, I love the sound of a crunchy bag, especially one filled with McDonald’s, french fries! And I think she absolutely loved McDonald’s as much as all the kids did, all the way up until her late 90s all she wanted was a plain hamburger a senior coffee and an apple pie! So on several occasions when Elaine would say no 😁, Cathy or myself would pick up McDonald’s and take it to her!
I also remember her giving me my first little real job… I used to get to iron Tio Artie’s work shirts on Sundays, I would go and have spaghetti and then I think I got a dollar per shirt!
May you rest easy, Tia… as you sore with the angels! Give papa (Frankie) a big hug for me and Kiko…💕💕
Love, always, Anita
