Juan Roberto Guzmán

Roberto, affectionately known as “Baní-Barahona,” was born on February 19, 1965, in Baní, Dominican Republic, and passed away on April 11, 2025, in Chicago. As the eldest of five siblings, he was raised in a modest home by hardworking parents. His father, a former construction laborer who became a self-taught master builder, greatly influenced Roberto’s character and drive. Roberto inherited his father’s determination and values, which laid the foundation for his later success.

After completing high school in Baní with honors in science and mathematics, Roberto pursued computer science at Loyola Polytechnic Institute. His educational path led him to a career in cybersecurity after he immigrated to the United States. From a young age, he demonstrated leadership and initiative, raising funds for classmates and honing skills in organization and mathematics that would serve him throughout his life.

Roberto’s early passion for soccer taught him discipline and kept him focused. Although an accident ended his aspirations of becoming a professional player, it didn’t deter his commitment to growth. In Chicago, he worked as a tire technician alongside his uncle, eventually launching a successful tire distribution business. His determination to learn, including mastering English, reflected his commitment to personal development and independence.

A key moment in Roberto’s life was surviving a severe burn accident at age 15, which led to life-saving treatment in the U.S. and ultimately shaped his philosophy of giving back. He became a pillar of his community, tirelessly volunteering with organizations like DAMA and others, providing aid to immigrant communities regardless of their origin.

Alongside his wife, Raysa Feliz, and their children, Roberto promoted Dominican culture in the Midwest, even bringing its vibrant presence to the Cook County Treasurer’s Office. Whether through cultural advocacy or festive performances of merengue and bachata, he proudly represented his heritage.

And now, up there in the highest heavens, he’s still dancing un sabroso merengue, teaching the angels that to dance it well, you’ve got to sweat like a stallion—keeping pace with his tireless heart.