When we lived in Somerville, our get-togethers were simple. We were new immigrants from the Philippines working minimum wage jobs. We shared home-cooked meals and felt content hanging out together. We played card games, sang Broadway and pop tunes, exchanged stories, re-told memories from back home, and cracked jokes that made us laugh so hard until our stomachs hurt. Our regular treats were the latest Hollywood films at the nearby movie theatre.
Thank you for sharing your experience. I vividly remember that particular 4th of July, it was an awesome time. I can definitely relate to your post “Humble Beginnings”. It makes me stop and reflect on blessings of having good friends like you and your family and other experiences we share as immigrants.