Mi Abuelo, I wish I could have met you.

Time to think with Joseph Michael

I only know my grandfather through the stories my mother would tell me. On this day in particular she recalled every memory she could muster up of him, fondly recanting in detail what she could still envision of him. These memories, all of which are from before she would turn 8. This is what I learned about mi abuelo Bartalo Padilla.