My Dad, Juan Cruz Garcia
Born in Violet, Texas on March 27, 1932 passed on to glory June 11, 2016! Dad what a life you had, for the most part you never knew what had transpired in your childhood. Your illegal deportation to Mexico by so called immigration officials know as Texas Rangers during the Great Depression of this country at the age of 7 forever altered your ambition to become an attorney or for you to even learn to read or write English or Spanish. At the age of 21 you returned to your land a very frustrated man, not understanding the language or ways of Americans. You met Mom, Nieves and began your life with her, eleven children she bore you but two departed after their birth. With no education you worked hard labor, as a farm worker you and Mom provided for your families as best as you could. The nopales, migas, frijoles, venado, rabbit and tortillas were most of our staples growing up, KFC was a rare, luxury meal to us as I recall. Your side of the family, we now know were Lipan Apache bu...