To those who knew Mr. Jones, his death at 56 on April 6 from covid complications has become that eternal human bewilderment, the strain to comprehend the fresh absence of such a reliable, deepened presence. He was the husband of Vurgess Jones, both of them non-commissioned officers in the Army, and the father of five, who include Green Bay Packers running back Aaron Jones and his twin, Canadian Football League linebacker Alvin Jones Jr. He carried around the kind of intellect one corrals from Army tours in seven countries. He was “the greatest man” Aaron Jones ever met, and his passing left Aaron’s heart “torn into a million pieces,” and his ashes, once found, remain in a pouch in Aaron’s game-day No. 33. And then to people around El Paso and especially El Paso sports, he was something else, too: the kind of human bedrock every city and town needs — quiet, constant, impossibly reliable, a mountain of a soul resistant to attention, a life so considerable that a death became inconceivable.