As I walk along Shoreline Boulevard on a clear sunny day in Corpus Christi, I see my hometown painted in a picturesque light.
The dark seafoam green of the bay meets downtown – the brown-hued building facades illuminated by the sun in a way that makes the scene look like something captured on Kodak Gold.
Before long, I begin to hear music that makes me feel even more like I’ve stumbled into the pages of my childhood photo album. The contagious rhythms of a cumbia give way to a familiar voice –…