Immigration stories
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On my mother's side of the family (Zacatecas), there was a standing rumor
that my grandparents came to the US because he had killed another man during the revolutionary war - a man of prestige and opposing faction. He decided to gather his wife and two children and first moved to Texas, where they were farm workers, eventually ending up in Michigan, also working as farm workers along with the 10 children they eventually had. My mother was born in the 1930's, and her mom died when she was 8 while her father died when she was 13. Their story was not a happy one, my grandmother died of a ruptured appendix and my grandfather was an alcoholic, who died of liver disease, leaving the oldest aunt to raise the younger children, including my mother. My father (from Coahuila) came to the US as a "legal" because he was
baptized in Texas. Since he was the only one who could come and go as he pleased, it seemed an easy solution to come to the US when my grandfather refused to |
