In the late 1990s . We lived in a one bedroom apartment, a family of 6 in the streets of Anaheim called Guinida Lane. Our neighbors we’re family members. Our friends, mostly the whole neighborhood. Our interest in our mind was playing hockey and seeing the Mighty Ducks of Anaheim play. My mom worked long hours and at times two shifts a day, then arrived home to cook us a warm meal. It was the best of our times reflecting on it now. When we were forced out of our apartment due to seller foreclosure. We noticed the great impact Guinida had on our lives. The love this community poured to one another because we were all in similar boats. Have never seen something like this again. Most people who never experienced this type of community would label it dangerous, ghetto, and even sad. We who grew up in it called it home and at the top of the list of some of our best years of our lives. So when it was time to make our dream a reality. We knew we needed to honor this place, where it all started. Where we saw my mom's labor of love, where family stopped by to eat, where our neighbors got to taste her food. The house pictured in our logo was our Guinida home.