When I first wrote this I was single ,divorced, now I am happily married again, it is my 3rd marrige. I married a lady, here in Mexico, she is from Yerbanis,Dgo,but now we live in "Palomas", (Margarita Machado), it is on the highway close to Nuevo Graceros, where you turn to go to"La Presa Fransisco Zarco" to "la presa"

We have been married 2 years now. The 2 youngest chidren Sarai, and Alfonso, live with us,my wife has 3 other sons, older they have theyre own families,and do not live with us.

I aslo have 3 other children, in the U.S. They are grown now,however I know very little about them,as they were taken away by the state of New Mxico when they were very young. That is a whole other very long story, but theyre names Are Rebbeca, Michale,and Melissa...there is nothing I would like better then too hear from them, but I dont have much hope for this.I will write more on this later.

I work in Cuencame,Dgo. as artesano, makeing various things in onix,cantera and marble...I like the work but sometimes I am tired, but it keeps food on the table...The name of the companie is Canteras y Construcciones,we work 6 days a week, often I work 12 hours, to earn alittle more,.

Now I jump back to my past, I guess that is why I want to write,or tell all of this, not just the past but also, now...one freind once told me he had a hard time believeing me, as he couldnot believe some many things could happen in one lifetime, but on the other hand he also couldnt believe anyone could make up so many things,

I do have a very good imagination, and probeley could make up a lot of stuff, also I read and watch a lot of fiction, so some one could make it all up, but I am not a good liar, and am not makeing all this up.When I was about 9 years old, the same year John F. Kennedy died, my mother shot her self. BOOM!, yes just like that she abonded all of her children,husband and family.

Anyway it made a proufound change in my life, how ever I have known others, whom have had considerable more tragic,things happen in theyre lives, and also imagen how much suffering the poor victims of war, that the governments like so much to do,how much suffering they cause with theyre wars, well my little bit of tragedy is not realy that bad, it is just afact in my life. I also, just before she died (my mother), I fell out of a tree,pretty hig, about 50 feet,it was aold willow tree, well when I feel, I thought for sure I was going to die, I heard the branch snap, and started tumbleing down,I hit my head on another branch,and was knocked out. To my surprise,when I came too, about 15 minute later I was not dead,and nothing was broken,I started laughing,because, when I hit my head, I saw angels, and heard singing birds...it was really kind of beautiful,...

Well any way this fall afected me I am sure,..it also scared me freinds, and brother whom were there when I came to, Screamin Garry! Garry!... Thruout my life many times something happened,accidents,and each time I thought for sure I was dead,or going to be.The most recent time this occured, I believe I was "dead", I will get to thta story later,how ever, in the bible,apostle Paul, in one of his writeings, say "Oh death, where is your sting?",I am not much of a bible thumber so I cannot tell you what chapter or verse, it dose not matter, the point is,where is the sting of death..it always passes.. but then, apparently for others, the sting is very real, and they die, are burried,and never heard from again, I guess this, is a mystry, a great mystry...

I am getting tired now,so I will stop hear for now..