Erasmo Guerra
- My parents grew up as migrant farmworkers and had little experience with college.
- With no emotional or financial support, I didn't graduate from college until I was in my 30s.
- I've finally framed my degree, and I'm learning to celebrate my achievement on my own.
Annual move-in days on college campuses across New York City have always left me in a funk.
When I lived in uptown Manhattan, I had to endure the street closings near Columbia University. Whenever I went down below 14th Street, I faced the cheerful NYU volunteers, wearing purple T-shirts that read "Welcome Ambassadors" and directing frazzled parents unloading the family SUV.