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upstate, new york

Growing up, my mom worked all day which left me on my aunt’s lap until I was old enough to take the bus home alone. Even then, I liked staying with her. We’d watch novelas or Sabado Gigante until my mom picked me up after work. I don’t think I have more respect for any one person in this world than I do for this woman. I like watching her hands while she talks and cooks ; they’re weathered, experienced and delicate.