This is Magnolia Building today, in its restored version. My grandmother’stwo-room apartment was on the third floor where we’ve marked it with blue
stars. It extended, railroad style, all the way to the arched entrance also
marked with a blue star.
For the youth of the entire Westindian community of the district of Calidonia, the Barrio neighborhood comprised not only that enormous and most visible edifice with the strange name of a flower no one had ever seen in a Panama at that time, but the entire neighborhood surrounding that imposing building which for us youngsters came to be associated with the name “Magnolia.” Continue reading
