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I miss you Uncle

I lost an Uncle on this day.  His name was Michael.  He was a father figure to me.  He was a hard working and competitive man.  I think about him often.  I miss his toughness.  He taught me to not be scared even though the fear was likely real.  I feel your courage in me.
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Immigrating Without Borders

      I immigrated from Albuquerque’s city life to a quieter Santa Fe.  Santa Fe is 50 some odd miles north of Albuquerque along the Camino ...

  • Vicente "El Picosito" Garcia Jr.
    There is a part of the Chicano culture that is ruthless. Even the slightest social struggle creates opportunity for deviance. My family wa...
  • Conflicting Changes - Part 4
      Part 3 Where did the ability to self abuse originate?   If I take a critical look at the people in my barrios that perpetrated on the home...
  • Conflicting Changes - Part 3
    Part 2 The darker aspects of my culture are simply expressions of communal pain.  Without diving into excuses or reasons for class structure...