Mutterings and Musings
Ed was raised as a proud and true Puerto Rican. His Dad, very loving in his own way, taught him virtues as a kid that he be strong and kind. So God forbid, if his manners were ever out of line. If you know him well, you know that he is the product of two… Continue reading Eduardo
My recollections of Fred… Even though I only knew him for a very few short time, I felt like I had known him for years. He seemed charismatic and true, yet always trying to get ahead. Always having a big smile, a real gentle and kind man; with not a mean streak in his body,… Continue reading Remembering Fred
As a kid of twelve, I saw Martin Luther King, Jr. on TV deliver his “I have a Dream” speech. His speech stirred me, and caused me to think about the man’s hope, and aspirations. Thought why couldn’t someone with the color of skin as his children be guaranteed his dream? Mr. King stated that… Continue reading The Dream Lives On
Everyone has had that kind of sensation or feeling, The certain something, That close call you almost had; then your heart is reeling. The time you felt someone behind you, Then when you turned around, you felt something breezed through, and felt it left and felt denied. But somehow I just knew there was some… Continue reading Angels All Around Us
Riding with Kurt is never dull, so it seems. From the mundane, to the extreme You’ll never know what he’ll find. Pretty standard stuff sometimes, Then other days, totally off-the-wall findings, you must bear in mind. But the best part of his calling is his personality, combined with his wit, most of all. From his… Continue reading Kurt
Growing up in a large extended family as a young child Some memorable Christmas and New Year’s Eve parties come to mind. The first thing, of course, all the good stuff my Tias would all bring; boy, that sure brings a smile, From the best home-made tamales of all kinds; to the hottest salsa’s; all… Continue reading Remembrances of Holiday Parties
According to my Dad, Roberto Gerardo Collazo, during the time that his ancestors were immigrating into the United States, in the year 1908, the revolution of the Mexican government was taking place. It was during this time, that my Grandfather, Gerardo Collazo, at 8 years old; my Great-Grandmother, Juanita Aurajo (maidan name) Collazo; Gerardo’s… Continue reading Collazo Roots
Mom, does it seem that long ago When we were all young? When life was not complicated, and much loved flowed In that little house on 38 Street, When my brothers and I always shared laughter and all kinds of noise, and life was always sweet? Do you recall the greatest of times when we… Continue reading Our Mom
Ms. Lillian loved to sing gospel all of her life, Spending 69 years with her husband as a devoted wife. The sweetest woman in her little town, and loved by all so much, She would bake hundreds of the best tasting fruitcakes, for her friends at Christmas, and she’d load them down with all kind… Continue reading Ms. Lillian
My most earliest remembrance of my Tio Neto and Tia Carmen, and all the clan, were that they were all very loud, But very protective of us kids, very loving, and very proud. Recalling how Tio would give us all crew-cut haircuts with his clippers, whether you needed or not; Recalling these great times with… Continue reading My Summers in Laredo So Long Ago