I’m in the “planning” stage of painting a series of my beloved braceros.

I already have several already painted in my mind’s eye.

I’m in the “planning” stage of painting a series of my beloved braceros.

I already have several already painted in my mind’s eye.

In the 1960s I worked side-by-side with them, listened to their songs of Mexico, sweated as they did, and hurt (as they did) with them.

I know the “meaning of life” because I was one with them.