a valuable object that has belonged to a family for several generations.
Christmas is a big To-Do for many of us, but this year it was scaled down to just our immediate clan of 19 plus a few relatives that stopped by to pack in the Love at Mama & Papa’s house. I’m Grateful to God, My Parents and my Family for the treasure trove of imagery, craftsmanship, artistry, instruments, musical influence, and carefully curated and guarded family history we have amassed dating back over a century. All of which is being handed down to our newer generations in some way, and my hope, more than I can imagine.Many of the images you will see in this introductory post is a tribute to my Beloved Family & Puerto Rico. When I sit, and I reflect on what our family tree would look like, I imagine something akin to Oprah’s huge oak, with a forest of other deeply rooted trees, all connected and feeding from the main roots. Those roots that call us home, that see a person of any color, and some tumbao in their step and demeaneor and you get the urge to call them brother or sister, ’cause you’re a chula like that; Y porque la Sangre llama. Como siempre dijo Papa Sico; Siempre Sera Navidad!