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to ~ Don Jibaro's Network ~
True Story Dept. Puerto Ricans and
Domestic Violence Memory by Don
Jibaro... ¿Barbagris? have never met Aurora
before, but she flagged me: "Hey, Don Jíbaro, look this way!" I looked and
was disturbed by the urgency of her compelling message. It made me think
back to my childhood to the times that I remember as chaotic.
1954... I was six years old... My father and my mother were
fighting... Mami grabbed me by one arm. Papi grabbed me by the other one
and it was a tug-of-war. My father let go of my arm and my mother ran
dragging me along. My father pulled a barber's razor blade from his
pocket. Yes, the ones that open like a jackknife and barbers hone it with
a leather belt...
Memory by Don
Jibaro... ¿Barbagris?
have never met Aurora
before, but she flagged me: "Hey, Don Jíbaro, look this way!" I looked and
was disturbed by the urgency of her compelling message. It made me think
back to my childhood to the times that I remember as chaotic.
