My neighborhood

October 1, 2019

I was born in Puerto Rico. I lived there until 1962, I was working there. Puerto Rico is a beautiful island. I had access to fruits, natural things…nice beach…country style. I grew up with 8 or 9 brothers, we were 10. I’m number 5. We had 6 girls and 4 boys. I’m the one in the middle. We grew up as a family, we were all together. We’re still together, even though I’m here. What we do is, every year, we do a family reunion. The ones that are in Puerto Rico, they still get together every Sunday at my mother’s house. My mother is still alive, she’s 98. They still meet every Sunday from 5 to 9 o’clock.  They all go and sit down, they don’t use the tv, they don’t read, nothin’. They just sit down to talk. There are different conversations in different corners. Everybody shares and everybody shares cake and crackers. We bring it and we share it, and everyone comes together. And they’re still together. That’s one part that I miss, I’m here. I have a lot of other family but not together there in Puerto Rico. I have a nephew here, I have cousins, uncles and that I don’t even know, aunts… I go back for the family reunions. I go back sometimes twice or three times a year.