Mutterings and Musings
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
He was tops in his class of 1947, To UT, then the Army, surely that had to have been no heaven. Started as an accountant mainly by day, Then many nights at law school, To become the brilliant attorney, that he would portray. Many years later in life through hard work and honest living, Through much prejudice in Houston,… Continue reading My Padrino Abe
Long ago while in Sacramento, A friend met a lady that gave her insights, maybe nice mementos. She was a psychic, a seer, Who told her very interesting things about her future and talk about someone who would someday maybe endear? The seer told my friend that someday later in life, something with a “B”… Continue reading What Was Meant To Be
From the land where our beautiful stars and stripes still waves To our soldiers overseas, who still have sand getting into their ears, We know that you’re sacrificing and giving it your all, So that back home we can live and love, and go for the long haul. From the shopkeeper at home trying to… Continue reading To Our National Heroes & My Own Homegrown Collazo Heroes
A former FBI Agent, her name was Sue, and she worked at the CI with all her great cohorts. Renown and tops in her field, a professor of sorts, She showed us who was Dominant, Conscientious, Influential or Steady, To ensure we’d be ace at interviewing, and of course, to be ready. Sue taught us… Continue reading Dr. Sue
My Abuelita was not a large person; for she was barely five feet. Nevertheless, she took care of my brothers and I when we were young on 38th Street. Recalling those days of my youth, Of walking into our home from school and smelling the sweet savory smell of beans brewing Meant a big bowl… Continue reading Mis Recuerdos De Mi Abuelita [My Memories of My Grandma]