That is so cool! I wish you would remember the names of the dusty small towns that you came from, my grandparents are from that general area! The pic evokes so many memories of going down there to visit relatives. Celaya was the "big" town, then closer by was "Salvaterria", and "Acambaro". My grandmother owned a little store very much like the one in the picture. And of course there were always little kids selling chicklets, especially near the bus terminal. The pic is great, I have many similar pics of that time/place. Do you have any others?

rg


Shel Belinkoff wrote:


I'd been traveling on a "chicken bus" for the better part of
a day.  The bus stopped at numerous small, dusty towns en
route to Celeya from I-don't-remember-where-I-got-on.  If
any of you have traveled on such buses you know the joy and
frustration that goes with such a journey.  I stepped off
the bus in one of these towns feeling as dusty as the
streets, my throat parched, and smelling of chickens and
goats.

I was greeted by "Los Tres Amigos" who wished to sell me
some Chiclets.  They had but one package of the gum between
them, and it appeared that I would be their last customer
for the day.  I asked that they show me to where I could get
something to drink, and the took me to a nearby bodega,
where I was able to quaff a warm soft drink, and where I
bought them a small carton of Chiclets.

Here they are, proudly showing off their new inventory,
while the shop keeper looks on.  I tried a little sepia
conversion in Photoshop to perhaps give the photo a little
more "feel" for the situation.  This is a work in progress,
and I'd really appreciate your comments.

http://home.earthlink.net/~scbelinkoff/images/tres-s.html







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