Help me find my grandfather Fernando after 17 years apart

In 2009 near McAllen, I lost the person who meant the world to me — my grandfather, Fernando. After years of struggling to make ends meet, the decision to leave was made. At the time, Fernando was just 27. Everything fell apart during a traffic stop that turned into a detention in McAllen. The thing that haunts me is remembering the way they could fix anything with duct tape and determination. There was a brief call in 2014. Since then, complete silence. Fernando would be around 44 years old now. Last I saw them, they were compact build, thick eyebrows, always well-groomed. The holidays are the hardest — their empty chair at the table speaks volumes. If anyone has any information about Fernando, please reach out. Any detail, no matter how small, could bring us back together.