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Author Archives: saaribampo
What Bob Means to Me
On February 2, 2011, David and I went to a favorite spot on the Río Cuchujaqui with two other couples from Alamos. The point, a misguided one, was to take our friends beyond the limits of the city and into … Continue reading
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Janna’s Hands
These are Janna’s hands. She is a gardener by trade and by choice. Her hands are in the dirt so much that she cannot scrub away the stain of the chocolaty soil where she gardens along the Pike River in … Continue reading
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Miss Tot
Her name is Almetter but people call her Tot, Miss Tot, or Tee Tot. Her brothers called her Lonnie. She also has a succession of surnames, McKinny, Lofton, Cole, the last two being the names of husbands, a subject on … Continue reading
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“The bridge is burning!”
Our bridge has burned down. I use the possessive pronoun deliberately. When you spend a great deal of time at a certain place over many years you take possession of it. And in that sense, the old wooden bridge that … Continue reading
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