Random

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When I was 12 years old, the brother of one of my best friends offered me cocaine. I watched nervously as he arranged the white powder into neat little lines on a small mirror in his bedroom…Then he held the tray out for me as casually as he would a platter of Pixy Stix.

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The Band

(Photo: Dad slapping da’ bass)

In this story, Dad starts his first band after a good friend of his spends all of his money to buy him an amp. The nerve of some people!

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A Class Act

(Photo: My mom, my oldest brother Tino, and our father, Snoop Doggy-Dog)

The title of this blog defines my Great-Grandfather perfectly. He was truly a class act. A man full of kindness, love, and generosity. I hope you have been enjoying his stories as much as I have.

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Nino in America

From Left to Right: Nino (Great Grandpa Ezekiel) with Tino, Rose, and Toby Preciado.

Dad shares some stories about Nino working in the fields, working his flatulence out in the room that they shared, and working his mad game with the ladies…

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Nino

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There is a story from Preciado Family folklore where Nino was talking to some guy who owed him money. They were in their home in Mixtlan back then and this guy was giving him a sob story to explain why he couldn’t pay back the money that he owed him. Nino listened very patiently and with great sympathy for the man. He was buying it all and Epifania knew he was going to let him off the hook despite their family’s desperate need for income. So she took matters into her own hands, left the room for a minute, and came back with a gun.

“You are going to pay us,” she said. “Or you’re not going to leave this house…”

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Jazz Flute

(Photo: From left to right. You know. Just like how you read. Mom, Dad, and Tino circa 6 years old?)
Dad discovers that he has a knack for playing the recorder flute, but his dreams of stardom are crushed early. He also runs into trouble which leaves the streets stained Indian Red.

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