L.A.

L.A.

My second hometown, not born there, just lived there many years. I know the streets, hills, signs, landmarks. A lot of struggle

Memory

Memory

My memory begins with water in my nose. It is the earliest thing I can remember. Lake Champlain in Vermont, I am one and half years old in my little bathing suit. My parents are on their way across the country, my dad has a job waiting for him in Renton, WA at a large […]