I was close to my grandfather, Papa Polo. He was an intelligent man, spoke English like a Brit; and he saw in me an eagerness

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I was close to my grandfather, Papa Polo. He was an intelligent man, spoke English like a Brit; and he saw in me an eagerness
(The above is a photo of my mother Amanda in 1929, in El Salvador) This is my mother’s story, in her own words: I have
Dear Readers of TWB, This is an essay from the archives, regarding my parents. For the next few days, my mother is going to take
This is a short essay by Amanda Jones, a student at Mount St. Mary’s University in Los Angeles. When my boyfriend, David, decided to become
Death is something we don’t like to think about much, especially our own. I don’t believe it’s good to dwell on it too much, because
When my mother first moved in with us, she discovered the wonders of Apple TV. It took her a couple of months to figure out