Music has always been a huge part of my life. I remember when I was young I would just sing for fun. I lived in a rural town in Mexico so I had to walk everywhere. While I was walking I would sing whatever song was stuck in my head at the time. One time I was walking with my friends somewhere and when I started to sing, they said, “Hey, this guy is pretty good.” In school, my classmates found out that I was a good singer, and many of them would ask me to sing for them. Specifically, they would ask me to do impressions of other famous singers at the time like Vincente Fernandez and Ramon Ayala. From a very early age, I learned that I had been blessed with the gift of music.
My family discovered that I could sing pretty well too. I remember that my aunt told me how I had inherited that talent from my father’s side of the family. My father had a beautiful voice and so did his mother. I was surprised to learn this because my father rarely ever sang in front of us. As I grew older and came to the United States, I gave up singing for a while. Years later, a man heard me sing, and he recruited me to join his mariachi group. I really enjoyed doing that because I got paid to do something that I love. We would perform at parties, quinceaneras, and weddings, and I loved being able to entertain others. During my time here in New Hampshire, I have able to perform a couple mariachi songs at Dartmouth. Some students at Dartmouth invited me to sing at a multi-cultural event at the Collis Student Center. Also, I am proud to say that my children have also inherited the gift of music. In fact, my son Pedro Jr. once belted El Rey in a plaza in Mexico in exchange for a treat from the ice cream man. Clearly, music is something that I have a passion for, and I hope that my children will continue to pass on the family tradition.