I just got back from a trip to New Mexico. I have been going to New Mexico a lot lately. Also, I was born there. As I wrote last week, I was there, along with several of my family members, to celebrate my aunt and uncle’s 50th wedding anniversary. When I was a kid, this aunt and uncle — and, in fact, all of my aunts and uncles and grandparents and cousins — lived in Albuquerque. The past few decades have seen us scatter across the country, and sometimes across the globe, but there seems to be a bit of a homecoming happening. Maybe it just feels that way because my own father has “returned” — not to his hometown of Albuquerque, but up the trail to Santa Fe, a town whose quirks and charms I am quickly learning.
Three Cultures
Three Cultures
Three Cultures
I just got back from a trip to New Mexico. I have been going to New Mexico a lot lately. Also, I was born there. As I wrote last week, I was there, along with several of my family members, to celebrate my aunt and uncle’s 50th wedding anniversary. When I was a kid, this aunt and uncle — and, in fact, all of my aunts and uncles and grandparents and cousins — lived in Albuquerque. The past few decades have seen us scatter across the country, and sometimes across the globe, but there seems to be a bit of a homecoming happening. Maybe it just feels that way because my own father has “returned” — not to his hometown of Albuquerque, but up the trail to Santa Fe, a town whose quirks and charms I am quickly learning.