Being raised in a mainly Mexican neighborhood with a dark brown Dad & a very white Mom makes for some good neighborhood gossip or at least contributes to some widespread cultural confusion among the locals. Let’s venture back to the very beginning & see how this multi-culti mix had its origins in 1960’s Detroit.
Follow me as I accompany my mother as she arrives at Christopher House Hospice. My mother, Vivienne, passes away just one hour after her arrival.
Grief’s arms reach long & deep, it’s wiry fingertips scratching the skin of your throat, pressing, releasing.
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Remembering Dad : his smile and laughter embraced all those around him.. at the kitchen table, the Express Bar on Michigan Ave. or the summertime picnics at Patton Park on Vernor Highway. RIP Pops !
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