Monday, August 20, 2012
I went to the house of the Cuban Son, a guy who he had
a crush on me. His sister is still living in my hometown with her son
and husband. Wow, that was my last seen of them in late 2005. They are
currently living in Ruskin, a nice area and remind me of Henrietta contains the
ducks and geese swim on the pond. Okay, they are doing fine with their lives in
Florida. And I thought that I bet a Cuban Son would forget his sign language but he
know because of he cannot talk well. It was nice to hear from them again.
