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July 14, 2018

I grew up in Morris Heights, Bronx, New York during the late 1960’s and early 1970’s. It wasn’t the nightmare it became after the mid 1970’s. It still had some of its charm with old, crumbling, art deco buildings.

However, my mother still kept us children inside for our safety. It was in the apartment that my imagination cam...

July 12, 2018

I have been asked what "Boricua" means and how it is pronounced. Long before Spain conquered Puerto Rico, indigenous Taino people called the island Boriken.  According to the International Pronunciation Association (IPA), it is pronounced /bo'ɾi.kwa/.

"Yo soy boricua" is a way of saying, "I am of Puerto Rican dece...

July 10, 2018

I wanted to write a book that everyone could relate to. My inspiration was Alex Hailey’s Roots, Gabriel Garcia Marques’s Love in the Time of Cholera, Alice Walker’s The Color Purple, and Charlotte Bronte’s Jane Eyre. Each of these books were beautifully written giving me the feeling of being right there in that country, pla...

July 6, 2018

Recently, my brother Anthony @ https://instagram.com/fieryyphoenix, got his DNA tested by 23 and Me, https://www.23andme.com/.

Not much was known about our origins because on the island a lot of records were kept in the churches and were burned in various fires. We knew that there was Spanish, Irish, English, French, It...

July 5, 2018

I love all of the many colors in Puerto Rico from the tropical flowers, the Caribbean sea, the birds, and the trees. Most of all I love the variety of our skin colors. We have tan, dark, olive, peach, and white.

In my own family we have 5 shades from dark to light. There is no division, no dissension, no shame because we a...

July 4, 2018

The smell of sizzling sofritos---the “holy trinity” of Puerto Rican cooking consisting of onions, red peppers, ajis (chilies), garlic, and cilantro---filled the air most days in our co-op in the Bronx, New York.

 My mother made amazing rice and beans, chicken, and many native Puerto Rican dishes. When abuelita (grandma) came...

June 21, 2018

New York City wasn’t always the place I called home. I lived in Puerto Rico at the impressionable age of five years old until I was seven. Those two years changed me. It’s where my wanderlust was born. I knew I would always go back to the island, my island.

I made it back when I was twenty-three years old with my first husba...

June 4, 2018

Books were my outlet and authors my heroes. I grew up in New York City; my escape was through reading.

My mother was afraid to let us play outside. To keep busy during the hot, humid, summer, she would dress all five of us: three brothers, my sister, and I to go to the local library.

Through books I traveled the world. I rode...

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