... but not forgotten.

I'm back from Europe. Everything went well, and it feels great to be back "home". The Chavalos told me they had missed me and of course, I have missed them. They told me that I was gone, but not forgotten... Having been in Europe, it was a big difference to come back here and be confronted with the poverty again. Today, all the Chavalos went to the cemetery where they greeted their lost buddies. They are gone, but most certainly not forgotten... Marvincito even bought some sand and cement with his hard earned money to repair the damaged grave of Juan Carlos. It is touching to see that these guys always remember their friends, especially on days like this.