Category Archives: Mexicali

Dust of the Moon

“My name is Carlos Leonardo Nájera de Madrid.” This is how my father begins his life story. I am not sure when he started writing. It might’ve been in the 1960s or 70s. But I remember seeing him many nights … Continue reading

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The Living Waters by Carlos Najera

I don’t know what set off this memory, but I started remembering stories I heard about the Cucapah and the Yuma people. They were the people that lived here in the Imperial Valley and along the Colorado River before the Europeans … Continue reading

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The Wages of Sin by Carlos Najera

We had been living in Oxnard for the past few years.  For a time we moved back to Calexico.  My mama didn’t tell us why. It was 1920, I was twelve years old. Most of the time the work was … Continue reading

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Teamwork by Carlos Najera

Wagons were used to transport goods and supplies. Trains were around, just not here. Horses were often used to pull the wagons. Mules were better. A lot of the old timers would say they were smarter that horses. When traders … Continue reading

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4X4 by Carlos Najera

The Rail Road had not yet reached the Imperial Valley when we first started living there. The people got around on horseback or wagons. Many people simply walked. There were the Butterfield Stagecoaches. They used to run through here years … Continue reading

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A Time of Peace by Carlos Najera

The sun went down slowly on our first day there. I watched the evening sky change from bright blue to shades of red and pink. The sun lingered over the Rumarosa Mountains to the east then sank below the horizon … Continue reading

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Arco Iris (the end of the rainbow) by Carlos Najera

 The soil was untouched, multi-thousands of alluvial floods left it flat and rich with nutrients. Limited water and an abundant supply of heat kept the land from being invaded by a plow. That is until astute businessmen noticed the geography … Continue reading

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The Land of Dust by Carlos Najera

Don Carlos remembers his first few months in his new home of Mexicali:   The Sun went down slowly on our first day there. I watched the evening sky change from bright blue to shades of red and pink. The … Continue reading

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