The town's local cemetery is just a couple of blocks down the street from our home. Many of my old relatives are buried there. My grandparents from my mother's side. Uncles, aunts, and cousins. Some of them immigrated all the way to Oakland, Cali, USA. And upon their death, their last wish was to be returned to their mother land. That little quaint town out in the middle of nowhere. Their wishes were fulfilled and their bodies were returned to be buried in that local cemetery.
"Let's go to the cemetery, I want to see my mother," said my mother to me one morning.
"OK, let's go" I replied. And we set off to the cemetery. Down towards the cemetery the road was once again cobble stone and dusty.
We entered the cemetery and slowly walked around the sepulchers, tombstones, and grave markers. As we walked through the cemetery I saw the names of many known relatives, all now resting in peace. My mother stopped at several and said a prayer as I walked around the cemetery.
After a while we walked back to our home. As I walked in through the front gate I felt a pebble stuck to the bottom of my shoe. I picked it out. It was one of those stones from the cemetery. Not wanting to bring anything home from the cemetery I flicked it over the wall and out onto the street.
May the deceased rest in peace. My roots are so fuck'n deep in this small quaint town out in the middle of nowhere.
Friday, January 17, 2020
Off to Mexico, I Went
Around mid December I took my first real vacation in many, many years.
It had been forty years since I had been to my mother land so I took this opportunity to go back to Mexico and see it. I really wanted to see what it looked like after forty years.
Well, some things haven't changed at all. And some things have certainly changed. The small town from where most of my family hails from has seen many improvements. The first thing I noticed is that it now boasts many, many new houses. The old cobble stone roads are now paved. The old dirt road that led out of the small barrio to the main road is also paved.
The new houses have electricity, sewage, and water systems. They also have modern amenities such as the internet. This is in sharp contrast to the old adobe houses that used to line the cobble stone roads. Old adobe homes with only electricity and no modern amenities.
But some things have not changed. And I really don't want them to change.
It's still a small rural town out in the middle of nowhere. Even Google maps missed it. In my opinion that's fabulous! Great! Keep it off the map! The last thing I want to see is a flood of outsiders rushing to that small quaint town.
It had been forty years since I had been to my mother land so I took this opportunity to go back to Mexico and see it. I really wanted to see what it looked like after forty years.
Well, some things haven't changed at all. And some things have certainly changed. The small town from where most of my family hails from has seen many improvements. The first thing I noticed is that it now boasts many, many new houses. The old cobble stone roads are now paved. The old dirt road that led out of the small barrio to the main road is also paved.
The new houses have electricity, sewage, and water systems. They also have modern amenities such as the internet. This is in sharp contrast to the old adobe houses that used to line the cobble stone roads. Old adobe homes with only electricity and no modern amenities.
But some things have not changed. And I really don't want them to change.
It's still a small rural town out in the middle of nowhere. Even Google maps missed it. In my opinion that's fabulous! Great! Keep it off the map! The last thing I want to see is a flood of outsiders rushing to that small quaint town.
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