The day I cried was months later, when I went to my mailbox for his weekly letters and poems. The box was empty no letter, no poems. I was so alone. Lost. Confused. The stanza from "The First Time" by Trinidad Sanchez Jr. carries a new layer of meaning now that its author — who wrote ... More >>
From the week of July 17, 2003
Denver's fathers reconnect with their families and themselves.
Anthony Rodriguez was building his life back up. Then he was struck down.