They say you can’t go back

You can, but it’s not the same

This is the beach I grew up on/ All photos by author

Growing up, I spent hours on the beach above. Snorkeling, swimming, and sunning the hours away.

I’ve been away from Puerto Rico for 34 years. This year, my sister Judy, suggested that we return to the island where we grew up. For some time, I’d been feeling nostalgic about the island where I spent my youth. The song “En mi Viejo San Juan”…