"Happy Father's Day," I said to my mother during our daily call to each other. She laughed, but I could tell she appreciated it. My mother Rosa raised my two brothers and me on her own, all of us one or two years apart, financially, physically, and emotionally. While we were latchkey kids because she worked all the time, and there was a great deal of drama throughout our lives, I mostly remember the times we piled into her big silver Chrysler and took off for the beach or to the mountains to … [Read more...]