Cuba’s Car Obsession: A Bronx Tale of Restoration and Resilience
In Cuba, cars aren’t merely a mode of transport; they’re an enduring obsession, a source of pride, and living relics of a bygone era. Those classic 1950s Fords and Chevrolets,…
In Cuba, cars aren’t merely a mode of transport; they’re an enduring obsession, a source of pride, and living relics of a bygone era. Those classic 1950s Fords and Chevrolets,…
“Repetitio Est Mater Studiorum” – those words [Latin proverb which translates into “repetition is the mother of all learning”] were etched into my memory during my four years at Cardinal…
The memories of my childhood NYC transit survival incidents in the 1970s still send shivers down my spine. Those were the days when taking public transit to get to and…
In the heart of our immigrant story lies the unwavering determination and sacrifices made by my beloved parents, Mami and Papi. Their journey from Havana, Cuba, to the bustling streets…
Growing up in the bustling streets of the Bronx, New York, during the 1970s was a childhood filled with unforgettable games and adventures. Our days were marked by the echoes…
In the tumultuous 1960s, our Cuban emigrant family found themselves in the heart of the Bronx, New York City, embarking on a journey that would blend two worlds through the…
According to a Wikipedia search, the South Bronx was originally called the “Manor of Morrisania”, and later “Morrisania.” It was also famous as the private domain of the powerful and…
Our educational experiences at a Catholic elementary school were predictably structured and focused on academic excellence. Although we have a few memorable lay teachers, the majority of the faculty were…