Mexico – Page 2 – Adventures of a Rabbi's son and now his father

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Hop on the bus

March 30, 2024March 31, 2024

[caption id="attachment_261" align="alignleft" width="300"] Waiting for bus - Illustration: Victor Allison Pizarro Mar 2024[/caption] We need to travel to and from Xalapa once a day...

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It’s a dog’s life

March 28, 2024March 30, 2024

[caption id="attachment_253" align="alignleft" width="264"] Two peas in a pod[/caption]Where to start? Probably back in Hamilton when we had a cat. Bobby was the cat's name....

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First days of the rest of my life

March 18, 2024September 20, 2026

[caption id="attachment_238" align="alignleft" width="185"] My papa – Drawing: Victor Allison Pizarro[/caption] My mother-in-law says that there is no such thing as the "first day of...

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Hope without optimism

November 2, 2020March 18, 2024

Well, it was so nice to be writing again. Gives me something to do other than ask dad to buy me a new juguete. He...

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As my Bisabuela would say . . .”Well, we made it.”

August 30, 2020September 3, 2020

That's what my Bisabuela, the one I have never met but whose photo sits staring out at me from under the glass of the dining...

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My tía’s wedding, tíos abuelos, a beach, the other tía, New Years, return to Coatepec

January 6, 2018September 1, 2020

My tía's wedding My tía, the one mom had the shower for where dad and I were personae non gratae, finally got married. We had to go to the...

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Mexico Special Days

Brainwashing, I stand, cold turkey and my diaper rash

December 6, 2017September 2, 2020

Brainwashing "We're going to brainwash you," is what mom and dad said. Actually dad said it, and mom corrected him, "We are going to teach...

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Dia de los Muertos (Day of the Dead) and learning about all my relatives. How lucky am I? My aunt writes a postscript

November 6, 2017September 3, 2020

Dia de los Muertos Dia de los Muertos has come and gone this year, my first, and I am only eight months old. Dad pointed...