Memoir: How I got my name and learned about Portugal – By Diogo Teixeira
Posted on 14 February 2021.
This is a story about how I got my Portuguese name and learned about Portugal as a child.
It begins with my parents, who met in New York City, in 1943, during World War II. He basically picked her up one hot August day on a returning beach train. Each thought the other was attractive. The next day he called her at a boarding hotel, where it was then the fashion for young unmarried ladies to live. Two weeks later he proposed – a very short courtship – even by the standards of the day. And two months later they were to be married in the chapel at St. Patrick’s Cathedral.