by Reno J. Romero
LAS VEGAS, NV -
I was going through some boxes the other day and came across some pictures my father gave me a few years ago. Old pictures. Me as a kid. Me in Yosemite. Me dressed as a pirate for Halloween. Me and my friend Eddie (my folks called him “Cholo Ed”) standing in front of my father’s car looking as tough as we could.
Creased pants. Black winos. Vatos in training.