Some said that love doesn't feel the same as how it was a hundred years ago. How sincere and long lasting it is back then, unlike now that just slips fast through your hands. I was this young girl who loved having tea while hearing my grandparents talk about their decades-long journey together. Now, it is time for me to share some stories of love that I scanned through this old photo album packed with portraits in black and white. A tale of a family that honored promises and men who walked through their words A story of how Constancio Huerta's heart still remembers what his mind forgets