"Ysleta with a “Y” is where I grew up, where I went to Ysleta High
School, and where my heart always returns when I need to heal, when I
want to hug my mother. Ysleta is a first principle for understanding my
soul—or as Aristotle would define it, a basic proposition that cannot be
deducted from any other proposition. Ysleta is where I began, where I
was formed. This community is at the edge of the edge of the United
States, and I became an outsider and iconoclast in this country because
of it. My mother belonged to the desolate landscape of Ysleta, yet she
yearned to go beyond it. I admired her, yet when I left home, I knew I
was traveling farther physically as well as philosophically than she
ever could."
https://texashighways.com/culture/people/essay-growing-up-and-growing-old-in-ysleta/
