Truly we live in strange and wondrous times. The internet can make things happen that are hard to believe. Here’s an example: a little while back I got a comment on an old post, the one where I first realized that there were mules living on campus and people living here who took care of them. It was one of the most surprising comments I’ve ever received. Take a look:
My name is Emily Medrano. I am the granddaughter of Mr. Jose Garcia, Mr. Martino’s right hand man during this time. My grandfather lived in the house you are referring to with his wife, Emilia, and their children…and yes he was injured on the job. Please contact me if you would like further information about the house, the mule stables, the gully, etc. My mom and aunt would be so excited to hear from you.
Well, of course I did get in touch with them and they proved to be a delight, warm, curious and friendly. They were so enthusiastic about Rice (they’d picked up the words to Rice’s Honor living so close to the stadium) and were happy to share their stories of living out on the edge of campus. Emily’s Uncle Sergio Garcia even mapped out the outbuildings and topography of this area for me. There isn’t any other way I would ever have learned most of this information. I was so happy to meet them and to have the chance to acknowledge their father’s part in making the university what it is today that I dragged Brandon, the video guy, out there with me.
By the Way: Tomorrow is Good Friday for me so I’ll be back next Monday.