08/14/2023
Part 2
Tata used to visit us in the states every couple of years during our summers, their winters. He never spoke a word of english but did not seem bothered by it. He would stay with us and find employment by doing landscaping work. Now, he didn't need to do this but tending to a garden is his universal language. He is always working on something. What amazes me about his visits is that he would take me on walks for hours without ever getting lost. I remember asking him once how he would get us back home. He told me, "The trees tell me. I know where to turn because I remember what kind of tree is there." Seven year old Stephanie, walking the streets of Arlington, had no idea what he was talking about. What I did know was he was strong, intelligent, creative, and hardworking. I wanted to work beside him in the garden. I was inspired to create, grow, and learn when I was with him. Best of all is that he never made me feel small. I was more of a side kick. A friend. His first granddaughter who he would affectionately call "Regalona".
