■ I just didn’t want to be broke. My family was lower working class. There were 11 of us in a two-room apartment. It was a storefront with bunk beds and foldout couches. We always had food — beans and rice and tortillas — but we had to eat in shifts because there were so many of us. I grew up watching ’50s
Phil Ponce
Nov 12, 2022
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