A Personal History
I am a child of immigrants. My parents came to this country from the Philippines just after World War II had ended. They didn't have much except the love they had for each other and the promise of a new life in America. My mother and father chose the San Francisco Bay Area to settle down in and to start their family.
When I was growing up, I had heard bits and pieces of how my parents met and the experiences they had during the war. I'd always thought it was interesting, but I was too busy with my own life to give it more thought. It is now that I am older that I want to look back. I want to take the time to understand just what their early personal struggles were before my sisters and I were born. This is where their story begins.