My grandfather, Salvador Delgado Garcetti, was born in the city of Parral, Chihuahua. He married a woman named Juanita Iberri, whose parents came to the United States from Guaymas, Sonora. (Many people think I'm Italian because of my last name. My Italian ancestor immigrated to Mexico first. I have a very inclusive family tree.)
And this is how it starts for so many of us, this necessary of act of looking to the past without amnesia and to the future without blindness: by recalling our families, their names, the places of their birth, the oceans they crossed (my mother's family is from Eastern Europe), and the deserts where they left their sweat and tears.
Every generation gets to choose whether it will learn the lessons of the past or forget them. Every generation gets to shape what it will stand for under the banner of the American flag. So let us choose that the American flags we waved on May 1st will stand for justice, for inclusion, for fairness, and for our right and our obligation to speak, and to be heard.
Photo by John Parres, via Boing Boing