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AnonymousIt was 1956 and my Tia Alicia, Tio Antonio and their seven daughters were farm workers living in a three-bedroom, one bathroom shack on a huge strawberry farm close to Highway 1, the Pacific Ocean, in the agricultural community of Watsonville.- Gregory Miles ViramontesMy father is from Compton and my mother is from Watts, California. My family roots are deeply rooted in Los Angeles and Los Angeles is where I call home.
- Alexis Nicole MezaI am fascinated with stories, and learning about the stories of others. Yet, its been the biggest struggle to learn about my own.
- Carissa Marie Carrasquillo-FigueroaLike water these memories are now crashing around in my mind, like water on rocks. I feel a sense of urgency, that at all costs put it all down, and to tell what I can.
- Chloe LeclairAlthough my birth mother had to make a huge sacrifice by giving me up, she game me another chance at life to have a wonderful, loving family and so many wonderful opportunities.
- Delaney RunyonMy education is something I definitely take for granted sometimes so I try to remind myself that many others would die for the opportunity to get an education...
- Ryan TessierAnother part of my life, my formative years shaped, was my pursuit of long-distance running. I began running cross-country and track my freshman year of high school.
- Valerie JaimesI’m at a point in my life where deep reflection dawns on a desire and overwhelming pressure to revitalize and continue my family’s stories.
- AlanaI stand on the shoulders of two people that worked with the circumstances they were given to provide opportunities for their children.
- RuthAlthough she had nice legs, her knees were bent together in an odd position at the center. She always preferred to keep them covered