Hayden Rios Iturrino

Hayden Rios Iturrino, a distinguished figure in the field of nursing and a beloved member of his community, passed away on April 13, 2024, in Albuquerque, New Mexico. He was born on July 1, 1951, in Mayaguez, Puerto Rico.

Hayden dedicated his life to the advancement of nursing education and practice. He served as the Chair of the Nursing department at the University of Puerto Rico, where he inspired countless students and colleagues with his expertise and passion for nursing. Hayden's academic journey was marked by significant achievements; he earned his Post-Doctoral as a Family Nurse Practitioner from the University of Tennessee, a PhD in Nursing from the University of Iowa, a Bachelor's degree in Nursing from the University of Puerto Rico Mayaguez Campus, and a Master's in Nursing from the University of Puerto Rico Medical Sciences.  

In addition to his academic accomplishments, Hayden honorably served in Medical Unit 365 of the ARMY Reserve for 21 years, achieving the rank of Major. His dedication to both education and service left an indelible mark on all who had the privilege of knowing him.

Outside of his professional life, Hayden found joy in various hobbies and interests, including reading and his involvement with Colegio de Profesionales de la Enfermeria and being a member of the Cursillistas Catolicos Catholic Group in Moca, Puerto Rico.

Hayden is survived by his loving family: his wife of 50 years, Monserrate Salas; his children, Lynnette Rios and Alberto Rios; his daughter-in-law, Kimber Duvall; his grandsons Jayden and Fabian Rios; and his granddaughters Sophia Lynne and Rhiannon A. Rios-Duvall.

Hayden Rios Iturrino will be deeply missed by all who knew him. His legacy as a devoted educator, leader, and family man will continue to inspire future generations in the field of nursing.

The family would like to thank the Hospice of NM for their amazing comforting care of Hayden.

Pedro Calderón de la Barca (1600-1681), La vida es sueño (1635)

Jornada 3, escena 19 (monólogo de Segismundo)

SEGISMUNDO:

Es verdad, pues: reprimamos
esta fiera condición,
esta furia, esta ambición,
por si alguna vez soñamos.
Y sí haremos, pues estamos
en mundo tan singular,
que el vivir sólo es soñar;
y la experiencia me enseña,
que el hombre que vive, sueña
lo que es, hasta despertar.

Sueña el rey que es rey, y vive
con este engaño mandando,
disponiendo y gobernando;
y este aplauso, que recibe
prestado, en el viento escribe
y en cenizas le convierte
la muerte (¡desdicha fuerte!):
¡que hay quien intente reinar
viendo que ha de despertar
en el sueño de la muerte!

Sueña el rico en su riqueza,
que más cuidados le ofrece;
sueña el pobre que padece
su miseria y su pobreza;
sueña el que a medrar empieza,
sueña el que afana y pretende,
sueña el que agravia y ofende,
y en el mundo, en conclusión,
todos sueñan lo que son,
aunque ninguno lo entiende.

Yo sueño que estoy aquí,
destas prisiones cargado;
y soñé que en otro estado
más lisonjero me vi.
¿Qué es la vida? Un frenesí.
¿Qué es la vida? Una ilusión,
una sombra, una ficción,
y el mayor bien es pequeño;
que toda la vida es sueño,
y los sueños, sueños son.