In 1995 I had a trip planned to Costa Rica. Coincidentally, the high school where Carol taught Spanish took part in a student exchange and we wound up with two students in our home for a couple of weeks. One of the boys was a magical lad who was destined to become one of my best friends. They call us "Los gemelos," the twins, even though one was 55 and the other 15.
This friendship led to a union of families where we visited Costa Rica on several occasions, to Celebrate birthdays, weddings, babtisms, Christmas and new years and three of the children coming to live with us for six months or so over the years. Marco, Dixie, Jessica, Antonio (mi gemelo), Rolando, and Laura became our extended family and made several jaunts north as well. The letters that follow are snippets of our times heading to or from Costa Rica. The letters are not necessarily in order since there were seven trips over all and most of them have been lost.
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