By Andrea Valencia
On my way today as I was walking up 21st, I ran into Ana García who was at the corner of Capp Street waiting for someone who would have enough patience to stop and walk with her to Mission and 21st. “I like to walk, but today it’s just so windy,”she said holding on to my arm with one hand and to her empty cart with the other hand.
Ana García is 85 years old and is originally from El Salvador. She has lived in the neighborhood for 36 years.
She made me remember my grandmother, Emilia, whom I used to go on walks with when I was a teen in Mexico City. My grandma is now 88 but unable to walk anymore, let alone get up from her bed. I call her on the phone and she recognizes my voice, but we are far away from having a conversation again.
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