Category Archives: autobiography

Sunset

Posted on April 15, 2020 by jedwardnajera

Did you know? Did you really know? That the last time That you saw me was the last time you saw me?   Did you know that The last thing I saw was your tail lights glowing red through the … Continue reading →

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Thinking About Judy

Posted on October 21, 2019 by jedwardnajera

Judy was a match made in heaven. She was thirteen years old and I was twenty. I got a job in the summer of 1968 as a camp counselor for the City of San Jose. It was the first year … Continue reading →

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The Songbirds (a Fourth Grade Adventure)

Posted on September 22, 2019 by jedwardnajera

“Time for SongBirds.” Miss Kelly said. “Oh no!” Joe looked up at her bright red hair and freckled face. He quickly lowered his eyes hoping she would take no notice of him. He hated singing. The last time she called … Continue reading →

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Entreat Me Not

Posted on September 3, 2019 by jedwardnajera

                                                           March 22, 1975 We were both students at San Jose State … Continue reading →

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Who Cares

Posted on September 1, 2019 by jedwardnajera

Sometimes there’s not much to do on a warm Texas evening. I watched a lot of sunsets from our front porch steps. I would sit and watch the sky transform through many colors and shades, and finally the sun disappears, … Continue reading →

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Larry’s Steakhouse

Posted on August 28, 2019 by jedwardnajera

By now we were finishing up the school year. For such a small town, living in Crystal City, Texas was never  dull. The population there was about 1400. The town was small but it had everything we needed. We could … Continue reading →

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Our Corner of Texas

Posted on August 26, 2019 by jedwardnajera

We were young, just married a few months now. Everything was an adventure. We were in a small town that made the front pages across the nation. The Hispanic people there at the time called themselves Chicanos. I never used … Continue reading →

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Mi Tía

Posted on August 25, 2019 by jedwardnajera

It was one of our family gatherings.   “Visiting” is not quite the right word since we spent so much of our time there anyways. It was probably a funeral, since that is what usually brought the family together. I was … Continue reading →

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Dust of the Moon

Posted on August 19, 2019 by jedwardnajera

“My name is Carlos Leonardo Nájera de Madrid.” This is how my father begins his life story. I am not sure when he started writing. It might’ve been in the 1960s or 70s. But I remember seeing him many nights … Continue reading →

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Nena

Posted on August 17, 2019 by jedwardnajera

All my father’s life, that is to say, ever if since I was born, my father would joke about a little fairy that followed him around. Through the years he had a porcelain figure of Walt Disney’s Tinkerbell on his … Continue reading →

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