1. My family history
My family has a very interesting history just from
where we are from. The Monzingos to this day and age
are American, French, German, Dutch, Canadian, and
much more. The oldest person I remember is my great
grandmother that recently passed away. What I
rememer about her was she lived in the same house
my whole childhood. She was the sweetest old woman
ever, she always made the best home made food ,
especially the fudge she made. She died when she was
84. I have three sisters Kasmira, Calista, And Keeghan.
My mother is Holly Haskin and my father is William
Monzingo. I've never met any of my grandfathers, they
all passed away before I was born.
Oldest person dad remembers was grandma

2. Hazel on his mothers side. What he remembers about
her was she was a very small, sweet lady who use to
chop her own wood at the age of 88 and she had three
sets of teeth, as in she had baby teeth, then adult and
they fell out, and she got another paif of teeth; my dad
quotes "so you come from a family of freaks". my dad
goes on to tell me what he did for fun when he was
growing up was; he played hot wheels all the time, he
enjoyed riding his bike, and he rode it everywhere. He
also shot his pellet gun and swam in the irrigation
ditches. I asked my dad what he did before there was
cell phones, and what was it like? He replied before
there was cell phones was he had a much quietter life,
they always had a better memory because they always
had to remember things like; any numbers, or important

3. dates, they never worried about being in touch all the
time and they actually wrote letters. If the house phone
ever rang it was more than likley to be for an adult. My
dad grew up in Los Lunas for largest portion in life in
then in his sophmore year he moved to Thoreau. He
told me the craziest thing he ever did as a child was
jumped a bicycle over a six foot ditch,he landed it
perfectly. He has a lot of stories from his childhood, his
most memorable stories were going target practice
shooting with his family, his dad taught him how to
shoot at a young age. He told me this one story where
him and 2 of his friends were crawling through irrigation
ditches, the pipe they were in had a circumference of
about 24 inches and they all thought the end of the
tunnel would let them out but it actually turned instead

4. of ending and they got really far in, my dad was in front,
it was pitch black and they all saw 2 red eyes, my dad
quotes "that was the fastest you would ever see 3 kids
back out of a pipe." That was the scariest moment of
his life. I asked him if he had ever been in the hospital,
he told me the trouble he got into when he was seven
and he had to go to the hospital because he had a
hernia. After the surgery, there was a really cool tricycle
there that he wanted to ride but they wouldnt let him
because he had just gotten out of surgery and he just
threw the biggest fit. His parents had to go and pick him
up cause they wouldn't let him stay the night. He went
on to tell me that he was always with his dad if he
wasn't at school, he would go to the store or to work
with him whenever he didn't have school. He was my

5. dads biggest idol. I asked my dad what school was like
back then, he said it was really good and he was a
"little shrimp." The work was kind of challenging for him.
There was no bullying or drama, he said if one kid
picked on another they would get there older siblings
involved so no one really bothered to even try. If there
were tough kids everyone would stay away from them
and they would stay away from everyone. The
neighborhood he grew up in was poor so they grew
there own gardens, the closest store they had was one
and a half miles one way. Him and his siblings would
ride there bikes there, there father would give them 50
cents to spend on themselves and money to buy him
cigarettes. My dad remembers him buying cigarettes for
his dad as young as eight years old, because they grew

6. up in really close nit neighborhood, and basically the
neightborhood helped raise the neighborhood children.
His and his siblings would ride their bikes everywhere,
they would leave at seven in the morning and get home
at like ten at night. They would go to Meadow Lake
which was 12 miles one way, then drank from random
peoples hoses and then ride home. Every now and then
they would ride their bikes all the way to Isleta which
was 16 to 18 miles one way. They would also ride 30
miles there and back to Bosque farms to swim in the
community pool for three hours. In his neighborhood, if
they misbehaved in front of there parents friends, the
friends would eaither grab them by the ear and take
them home to get in trouble or if the parents found out
they would also get in a lot of trouble. Life was a lot

7. simpilar back then he says.