The musica is being strummed as I sip my americano at a corner cafe along the cobblestone path that leads to my casa on the techos. Much more rudimentary than the buildings stateside, their charms are not lost on me. In the Estados Unidos or in Mexico home is home. I feel at home here and safe too. All the alarms on CNN should not be aimed toward Mexico at large. Like the states some communities are held hostage by an evil few. God forbid an entire population become paralyzed by fear.
To prevent this may I offer a time worn solution: "Mi casa es su casa."
Whether we build with boards and sheetrock, or cement and stone, we must return to building friendships beyond our own front porch.
Adios Amigos,
John Ferguson Sr.