It’s funny how a photograph can conjure up a memory from long ago.
I was shooting the Cinco de Mayo celebration at West Park School where a mariachi group was serenading the school’s principal. Listening to them I remembered back to my grade school days where I would go to the Portuguese Mass at St. Bernard’s with mom and brother.
I can’t speak a lick of the language so I would sit quietly in the pew wondering what the heck was going on. The only part I liked was the mariachi band that often accompanied the Mass.
Today’s players reminded me of those days as they would march through the church strumming their guitars. Those were rocking times.
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