SACKOS

We used to help my dad fill out various forms at the beginning of every school year. We even learned how to do his signature.

Even though it was a near perfect match, there was really nothing we could forge his name on that got us anything good.

Except for the Jewish holidays. “Pedro Martin Sr.“ would often write us excuses to miss classes because we had to go to temple and stuff.

¡Que viva l'chaim!