From being in the shop for one complete hour. From going to the shooting range and teaching each other how to aim. From my brother hunting deer on the mountains. From my brother going with my abuelo Hunting. From a five-foot-long, white bear that I took a picture with. From a one-foot-long fish, I felt I wanted to make fried fish. I am from the smell of nachos, hot dogs, and hamburgers. From my mom making nachos out of platanos and carne. From eating together, crispy, toasted hamburgers. From sitting on a wooden table, opening a box of Italian supreme pizza. From anchovies, green peppers, pepperoni, cheese, and black olives. From tasting spicy pizza sauce as hot as the sun in my mouth. I am from watching wild ducks migrating. From my cousin’s living room in North Carolina. From eating candy Warheads that made my cousins go CRAZY. From games...