Paco Estrada

when i was a wee lad bout the age of five, i overheard my parents fighting late one night. it seemed as though we had fallen on hard times. managing their incomes to support my family of three sisters and i was becoming more and more difficult. they fought long into the night attempting to set aside differences for the sake of keeping the family together, attempting to find solutions for our short comings with bills and other needed expenses around the house.