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A Renaissance Man Named Coco

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Nothing excites me more then when I meet someone who’s truly extraordinaire, a person whose achievements leaves me speechless. Today was such a day, someone who is an actor, an artist, a sculptor, an author, a landscape designer, a personal trainer, cares for his aged father, and is a devoted and dedicated father to two boys under 14 years. While that alone is clearly impressive, this is not what leaves me in awe. On top of all this, this man is ALSO a clown at the children’s hospital (think Patch Adams), visits and works with numerous albergues (refuges) for children, orphans, and victims of domestic violence. A renaissance man who’s truly selfless. His name is Coco Limo, and he is without a doubt one of THE most interesting people I’ve ever had the privilege to met; someone who after looking after his two sons, thinks of others, someone whose sold his clothing in order to buy food and shelter for others, and someone whose artistic talent matches his selfless nature. He was introduc

Look back, leap forward

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It’s been said that to know where you’re headed, you first need to appreciate where you’ve been.  And while my past is sometimes a blur, this is a mantra I’d enthusiastically endorse.  Added how I’ve been blessed by an amazing and loving family, am starting my leap into self discovery by first dipping into my past: Santiago, Buenos Aires, Lima, and Miami.  Sadly, one place is missing, Washington DC, as am wanting to start El Camino early April. Staring in Santiago was brief, but truly memorable.  Arrived, took an Uber into the city, and met up with a childhood friend, Consuelo Otero.  Although I haven’t seen her since 1977, truly was an amazing reconnection as we pretty much started where we left off.  So many years have passed, yet our connection was as innocent and enjoyable as when we were kids way back when.  And while our conversations were great, I was pleasantly relieved when she spoke of her memory of my troublesome youth not as a pain, but as a mischievous boy who cared for