Miami Stories

July 30, 2014

Bus trips with ‘abuela’ were magical

It was always exciting when abuela would tell me that she needed to go downtown for the day. This meant she had business to attend to at “El Refugio,” the Cuban Assistance Center. This also meant that we would do a little shopping. As a reward for helping her translate and get around, she would treat me to lunch at McCrory’s.

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