Photographs and Memories

My Dad is on the left holding the hammer. Photo Priegue Family Collection

It started with an email from Spain. My cousin Soledad’s daughter, Marta, was working on a school project on expatriates and she needed my help. Her grandfather, who was my Tio Francisco, and my dad, spent parts of the 1940s and 50s working on freighters and merchant ships.

Tio Francisco was a reserved kind of guy who spoke little about those days; unlike my dad, who liked an audience. Growing up, my brother Bob and I…