My mother Romilia had a husband before she met my father. She was fifteen, he was twenty-even. They say that another woman was after him
Tag: El Salvador
What I Reap From Mamá’s Stories
It’s been fun to post my mother’s memoir here on The Writing Bull. And it’s just as fun, and even more meaningful, to listen to
The Massacre of 1932
After my father’s murder, and my mother and I had to flee, my grandfather ¨Papa Polo” was the main figure in my life. Grandmamá had
Why did they murder my father?
My mother, Amanda, continues with her memoir–and the questions of why her father was murdered. My grandmamá Martina’s servants gossiped about my father, Pilar Reyes,
“They killed him. They’ll kill her too.”
After reading his Bible in the mornings in his rose garden, my grandfather Papa Polo walked three miles into the country with an empty pail in
Grandmamá Martina and Papa Polo
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