The first time I went to Mexico it was to Ojinaga with a young man who worked with me in Big Bend National Park. I have forgotten his name, but let’s call him Jerk. 705 more words
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An article found on the Washington Post website talks about Mexico straying away from corruption in the case of Mexican soldiers facing civilian trials.
OJINAGA, Mexico — This rough little border town in the middle of nowhere has seen its share of lawless men, the cocaine cowboys whose wild rides end out in the desert with a shovel of dirt tossed into their shallow graves. 752 more words