Tag: father
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Memoir: Ofrenda para mis padres
On the bottom tier are candles: one at true north, whence comes the cold, one to the south, whence nourishing warmth, one to the east, where the sun rises, and a final to the west, where each day’s light goes to die. The candles orient souls on their long voyage back from the spiritual realm,…
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Memoir: Encountering NASCAR (1972)
One day when I was 11, dad asked me, “How would you like to fly to Alabama to see the Talladega 500?” He may as well have asked if I wanted to dance the tarantella on Venus. The question made no sense. I craved dad’s company so much that I readily agreed. Dad ran an…
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