For me it all started with my Abuela Fernanda Delgado Roldan. I was 10 years old sitting in my stoop in Brooklyn NY with my abuela and cousins and inquired about my Grandfathers whom I had never met, She said that my Abuelo era un Indio. She met him at a dance, all of my cousins teased her with the cry woo hoo!!!! but I tell you like Rosie Perez I felt 10 freakin feet tall.
My Mother would later tell me that she would go to see the petroglyphs which were all over where she lived which was a town in Boriken called San Lorenzo
I lived through the sixties I remember when President Kennedy and Martin Luther King were assasinated. I listened to the Beatles and the Rolling Stones and Motown. I witnessed the Civil rights movement and man first walking on the moon. The Vietnam War brung scores of protest I grew up in a time when people fought for what they believed was right. They sacrificed so much and I appreciate all the things they did for us.
My Grandmother who lived next door to me with her children and my cousins would listen to Radio Wado which played alot of Spanish Boleros at the Time. My cousins would play Willie Colon and Hector Lavoe at their partys and introduced me to Salsa. Wow!!!! I would go to Fania All Star concerts in Madison Square Garden. I saw Hector Lavoe, Celia Cruz sing. I went to Central Park for free Ray Baretto and Eddie Palmieri concerts. I saw Cheo Feliciano perform the hit song Anacaona.