Puerto Rico
My parents are gone, but my journey to Puerto Rico brought me back to them
I was born in Puerto Rico, when my dad was in the Air Force. We moved when I was a baby, but I dreamed of revisiting the place where I came into the world.
A few days after I was born in November 1953, my father snapped a picture of me in my mothers arms, our German shepherd Carly lying at Moms feet. I grew up looking at that photo, made spectacular by … [+3487 chars]
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