My grandmother arrived with my great grandparents from Humacao, Puerto Rico in 1944. She was just two years old then and moved into the Bronx, New York. My great grandparents later had 7 other children and in a small apartment in the projects, they were raised. At 20 my grandmother was the first child to move out and live on her own. She married my grandfather and had two kids, my aunt and mom. After her divorce, my grandmother moved to Brooklyn where she would continue to raise my mom and aunt on her own. She started to rent out the bottom floor of a house in Fort Greene, Brooklyn and was later given the opportunity to buy the house. After meeting my step-grandfather and adopting her third child, she decided to move to Florida. Leaving the house unkept, my mom and dad decided to move in and raise my brother, sister, and I in the same house she was raised in. Our house was passed down from one generation to the next and in it my family and I have created many so many memories. Times of us singing/dancing in the kitchen, watching movies in the living room, and having all of my birthdays there were special moments. I created lifelong memories with the people that I love and I hope that in the future I am able to raise my own family there and create more memories.
– Elise Hart