I reflect my culture, not color.

Connie Mortara
Tewksbury, MA

Growing up I didn’t “know” I was Mexican American (we didn’t cross the border, the border crossed us). It wasn’t until I moved east that I discovered that I am so very very Mexican. But its not my color that speaks to my background — it is so much deeper. Family, beliefs, customs, traditions buried in my soul, transferred to my children and embraced by them–that is what you see in my face.


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