My dad came from raising pigs and goats in his hometown to America where he was searching for a better life for me and my brother. He was the first to go he barely had any clothes and a small black suitcase there with his church clothes with two pairs of shoes. When he came back for me in 2006 I got a shiny red suitcase with shiny parts and he gave my brother a blue one. As I got to America I do realize that in the very beginning my dad one of the best things for me unlike his beginnings in a strange new land. He looked happy every time he goes back to see and remembers his struggle to look presentable and make money. The suitcase go with me every time I travel it is a secret reminder to me that I shouldn't be scared because better things are always on a path. This shows my dad's ebullient love.

– Isaury E. Guzman

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