Before I did some research this afternoon, I assumed el cinco de Mayo had something to do with my Hispanic heritage, since my grandmother’s ancestry hails from the European motherland of Espana. I longed for a personal cultural connection to celebrate.
But as I looked it up, Cinco de Mayo is a Mexican holiday, celebr
ating a victory of the Mexican army over French forces in 1862. Mi abuela was from Spain, not Mexico. She spoke the more sophisticated Castillian Spanish, not Tex-Mex!
My undergraduate degree is in history, but I confess that this one blew right by me: the French in conflict with Mexicans in the New World? I suppose we Americans were too immersed in our own Civil War in 1862 to notice.
Anyway, best wishes to all for a happy Cinco de Mayo.