The Carvajal Family Tree - This Spanish surname has been known since the 1300s - ancestor first settled in Portugal. Original spelling of name was Carvalhal. Code of arms, A bend sable. Crest - Three Ostrch plumes. Origin - Spain. Reference from: Armorial General Rietstap. (Johannes Baptista Rietstap (12 May 1828–24 December 1891) was a Dutch heraldist and genealogist. He is most well-known for his publication of the Armorial Général. This monumental work contains the blazons of the coats of arms of more than 130,000 European families. It is still one of the most complete works of its kind. Reference: Wikipedia)
September 17, 2K
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Pamela Carvajal Drapala
Our children, our beautiful children seeing them grow into adults made Tata and me so very proud. Tata and I were moving to San Francisco from Mexico to find gold in the early 1920s. However, our old jalopy broke down at the Colorado River near Yuma. I said to Tata, “Why don’t we stay in the small town near the river?” That town was to be the place where our babies would grow strong.
America would also be the place where our babies would earn an education. Tata worked so hard and I, washed, cleaned, and prepared my specialties, like fresh strawberry juice, home grown spinach, prickly pear vegetables, and fried rabbit that tasted just like chicken, mmmmm, so delicious. Our babies grew up so fast in the small town of Yuma, Arizona. I saw them working so hard to earn money for clothes and supplies for grammar school, junior high, high school, then the university. How proud we were to see that they had become educated adults with degrees and with lovely families of their own.
My Vincente, my sweet Vincente, he was a special child. He was an entrepreneur before the word was popular in the American language. At a very young age, he would sell newspapers, and any goods that were left behind after a train had been derailed. He would sell the goods to his friends for a small fee. He was such a smart boy.
When Vincente was about 25 years old, he brought home a young girl, Carmen who would soon to be his wife, for an early dinner. We had a fine looking duck outside my house that we raised from a duckling.
I honored this young girl by preparing the duck for supper. So, I killed it, removed its feathers, and prepared it in front of Vincente’s date, and served the beautiful duck to her at the table in front of our entire family. Carmen would not eat the prized duck, and I do not know why. So, I fixed the young girl a plain chicken instead, and we ate the fine duck, hmmm.
When Vincente and Carmen married, I was the proudest Momma. Now, I would have more grandchildren that I would teach how to raise rabbits and ducks and serve them properly to their guests.
Vincente and Carmen had a beautiful baby boy. He had olive skin like me, dark thick hair, and was so beautiful. This baby was definitely a Carvajal!
During my life, I saw President John F. Kennedy in office. I saw many Roman Catholic Pope’s come and go. I heard the Roman Catholic Mass change from Latin into English; however, I could only speak and understand Spanish. Ah, life in Yuma was good to us, and I am glad that Tata and I broke down at the small town by the Colorado River. Best of all, Tata and I never really died. We continue to live through our descendants, for they are the flesh of our flesh and blood of our blood.