Five Generations in Aztlan
Friday, November 30th, 2007In the 1800’s my Great Grandfather & Great Grandmother met in Xucshon, Aztlan (Tucson,AZ). He was from Ures, Sonora and she was from Hermosillo, Sonora. My Grandmother was born on what is now known as the San Xavier Reservation on March 3rd, 1912. This was about 2 weeks after Arizona became a state. My Grandmother, or Nana Carmen as we called her, was the youngest of her siblings. Nana Carmen’s family left the reservation and settled in what is now called the City of South Tucson. This is where my Mother and her sisters were born. They all lived in a house along with their cousins.
I was, also, born in Xucshon and as a kid I remember Tohono O’Odam Pow Wow’s, Yaqui Easter Fariseos, and Mexican Dia de La Virgen Celebrations. I remember jabbing at the fruit on the tops of the Sahuaro cactus to make jam, and I remember turning the corn grinder when it was time to make tamales. I have memories of all the bad things that happen in the barrios, but there are others that write volumes on that side of life.
My children were born here and my grandchild will be born here. My niece had a baby boy 2 years ago here in Xucshon. So I guess my point is…
We didn’t cross the border, the border crossed us!