It would be a perfect moment: one of those Normal Rockwell times, capturing the wide-eyed wonder of young children entranced – not so much by an object – but by the concept beyond it. I looked over the long wands, considering each. The first would go to Elam, the youngest … … more …
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I don’t know why it never occurred to me. I mean, I studied Spanish in High School. I married a Cuban. I conversed with “mi suegra” – my mother-in-law – who spoke no English. Lived in San Francisco, and San Mateo; worked in Santa Clara. “San” … “Santa” … it … … more …