Mutterings and Musings
I miss you like crazy, sweet Daisy. Maybe like pancakes without the syrup. Or maybe like my favorite horse, riding on my saddle, without no stirrup. Like a bowl of gumbo without the rice, or maybe like the cook that wasn’t real precise. Just like that frog on that pond without that lily, Really miss… Continue reading I Miss You Like Crazy, Sweet Daisy
My brothers and I, while growing up, didn’t know it at the time, Whether we were rich or poor, we just knew we were pretty content. We knew we weren’t exactly upper class but we never took any back seat. Because my Dad worked very long and hard to ensure that; but to a greater… Continue reading Memories Of My Childhood On This Father’s Day
Just like every other person, I too have great memories of my Mom on this Mother’s Day. I recall that when growing up that on that little house on 38th Street in San Antonio, there was always laughter and warmth, and my Mom was a big part of us having happy elements in our lives. … Continue reading Mom Memories on This Mother’s Day
I hope everyone took mention of the fact that last Friday, April 21, 2010, the Honorable Judge Abraham Ramirez, one of three surviving founding members of the Latino Learning Center (LLC), located in Houston, was honored at a “Night with the Stars”, First Inaugural Gala, Celebrating LLC’s 30th anniversary. Judge Ramirez, John Aleman, and Frank… Continue reading Judge Abraham Ramirez
Growing up with my brother Frank, life was never dull, and always fun. He was at times rebellious in his youth; and always had his unique brand of humor. Thinking different than most folks, he was very competitive, thus was never one to be undone. He was very protective of his brothers; for he was,… Continue reading My Brother Frank
From the first time I met Joe, I knew he was not ordinary, by any means. Born in Texas, Joe was raised in a small town called Cuero in the “straight and narrow”. A proud Tex-Mex Hispanic that can still recall the old simple ways of life, Joe can still verbally state the old Spanish… Continue reading Not Your Ordinary Joe
Pete was my “Primo-Hermano”, which according to our Mexican tradition, Literally translates as, “Cousin-Brother”, which is how I felt about him. He was the first Collazo grandson, and so very proud of that fact. Pete would say to us younger cousins, that he recalled PaPa Gerardo Collazo, Picking him up and riding atop his big… Continue reading My Cousin Pete
Shaun’s favorite pastime is to be out fishing and on the lake, He likes relaxing, and listening to the water slap against his boat. However, let there be no mistake, that his two sons and wife, For sure, are his greatest joys in his life. Shaun’s life’s work is to serve and protect the public… Continue reading Shaun
Elsa is a mother and grandma, and has quite a fulfilling life. Likes the finer things in life, I’m quite sure, as anyone would. She’s also a great wife, Is married to an Argentinean, a tennis freak, but it’s rumored, that he is quite good. Elsa does things to stay young, fit, and is really… Continue reading My Cousin Elsa
From a little town in Mexico, and humble beginnings, he came, As a kid working in migrant fields, he and his family would spend every six months of the year there. Jose recalled what his Dad kept saying that if he didn’t do well in class, He’d work the migrant fields all his life; and… Continue reading Jose Hernandez