Growing up, I remember how everyone would make a big deal when one of the Menudo boys grew up and left the group. It was weird to me, but everyone would be all emotional because one of them was moving on.
Dude, I can’t name one Menudo song, I don’t recall ever listening to them. However, that didn’t stop my mom from expressing what I suppose was her fandom of the group.
This was my kindergarten school picture. I rolled up there wearing a Menudo shirt! What you gotta say about that!
Growing Up Bronx
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