What a fun connection! Enrique and Cristina will likely remember me well, and my bro, Robertito, and grandparents, Don Roberto y Teresita. Rodrigo was in California when last I heard.
The photo was taken in mid-60's when my mom and stepdad came to Z for a visit. That "Gallo" was a real fighter.

I really like Nemesio’s design-he already feels like he’s carrying a story with him. Is the pin-uppy version as mischievous as he sounds here?

I've seen photos of that part of La Ropa and it has changed a lot. That shouldn't surprise me but it is hard to picture it so different from when I lived there. We were close to the Krebs family. Rodrigo Krebs and I are exactly the same age, born on the same day, even. SPAZ-HKP - Helene Krebs Posse

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When memory blooms without context, the dream trembles.

This feels like a memory wrapped inside a metaphor. Do you think kindness ever protects us from ourselves... or reveals us?

Only option at the time was the Federal school in town. Blue checked shirt and "campesino pants"
The format suited me, I got good grades (A's), which didn't help win any popularity contests. All daily work was "study only", grades were based solely on test scores. I practically "bombed" back in US

Maybe, I don't recall, but I was pre-teen.
There was a big stir when Jackie K. planned a trip there with John-John, but flu scare cancelled
The house was quite open and geckos cackled nightly, we had a pet tejón, a raccoon and a guacamaya
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No but there was a lot of excitement when Jackie Kennedy planned a trip and I thought I would get to meet John-John Word was that they would stay at Las Brisas, but the vacation was cancelled due to flu concerns
The little house was very open and wildlife plentiful
We had a pet tejón (coati)

I lived at the end of La Ropa closest to Z, in a little rent house, with concrete steps going down, steeply, to the beach. There was a small concrete water tank uphill from the house, which was shaped like a globe. We could clearly see the back of Las Brisas Hotel across a small ravine in between.

I lived here in the mid 1960's. Paradise on Earth.

Singing to the tree.

...and that has made all the difference.

That's me, in a nut tree, err, nutshell. They put dates on those seeds just to screw with us!

The research is never ending. I like it, and also want to hit "Print" at some point.

This led me to hours of research. Fascinating is the word, you're right.