Our Blog
Welcome to My Cuban-American Journey Blogs! Our blog is a tribute to the unwavering spirit of my parents, who forged an extraordinary path in pursuit of a better life for our familia. My mission is to share these stories and inspire others to overcome adversity in pursuit of their dreams. Please join us on this journey and let us inspire you to be the best version of yourself.
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In the heart of the Bronx, New York, during the 1960s, yours truly as a young Cuban immigrant embarked on a …
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In Cuba, cars aren’t merely a mode of transport; they’re an enduring obsession, a source of pride, and living relics of …
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“Repetitio Est Mater Studiorum” – those words [Latin proverb which translates into “repetition is the mother of all learning”] were etched …
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The memories of my childhood NYC transit survival incidents in the 1970s still send shivers down my spine. Those were the …
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In the heart of our immigrant story lies the unwavering determination and sacrifices made by my beloved parents, Mami and Papi. …
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Growing up in the bustling streets of the Bronx, New York, during the 1970s was a childhood filled with unforgettable games …
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In the tumultuous 1960s, our Cuban emigrant family found themselves in the heart of the Bronx, New York City, embarking on …
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According to a Wikipedia search, the South Bronx was originally called the “Manor of Morrisania”, and later “Morrisania.” It was also …
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Our educational experiences at a Catholic elementary school were predictably structured and focused on academic excellence. Although we have a few …
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In the heart of the Bronx, New York, during the 1960s, yours truly as a young Cuban immigrant embarked on a …
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In Cuba, cars aren’t merely a mode of transport; they’re an enduring obsession, a source of pride, and living relics of …
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“Repetitio Est Mater Studiorum” – those words [Latin proverb which translates into “repetition is the mother of all learning”] were etched …
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The memories of my childhood NYC transit survival incidents in the 1970s still send shivers down my spine. Those were the …
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In the heart of our immigrant story lies the unwavering determination and sacrifices made by my beloved parents, Mami and Papi. …
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Growing up in the bustling streets of the Bronx, New York, during the 1970s was a childhood filled with unforgettable games …
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In the tumultuous 1960s, our Cuban emigrant family found themselves in the heart of the Bronx, New York City, embarking on …
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According to a Wikipedia search, the South Bronx was originally called the “Manor of Morrisania”, and later “Morrisania.” It was also …
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Our educational experiences at a Catholic elementary school were predictably structured and focused on academic excellence. Although we have a few …
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