Our teacher, Maestro Jose Manuel Estrada
Year 2000, South Pasadena, Ca.
With son Manolo and daughter Iris.
1972, St. Louis, Missouri.
One year married.
My first play was produced in New York City when I was eighteen, a one-act adaptation of a story by Chekhov. My next, a two-act comedy entitled "Hands-On Therapy," found its way to the stage when I was fifty-four. Blooming late, some would say. I came to think of it as waiting my turn in line.
In the interim, I got married, helped raise a family, worked as a Chiropractor, taught yoga and meditation. I also learned to listen to stories, the ones in my heart and those walking through the door.
When I married my partner for life, Anita Montero Roig, in Mexico City, her beloved homeland became my adoptive one. “Como México no hay dos—Mexico is one of a kind.” So began another kind of research, a rambunctious education that has played out across North and South America these past four decades.
Through it all, I never stopped writing, and now I am back to it full-time. My efforts focus primarily on bicultural themes. The last five—three plays and two screenplays—are also bilingual in format, mostly in Spanish with English subtitles. I write in the hope my audiences might find temporary relief from whatever happens to weigh on them. It could come via a smile of recognition when a character reacts, or the simple curiosity to know what happens next. Ideally, a certain understanding will arise that affords a new way of seeing something old; a fugitive glimpse of truth, or even of the ineffable itself.
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