July 4, 1998–tiny town in southern Bolivia Only three people in town were celebrating the 4th of July as a significant date–the three young American girls living in Colon Sur for our summer/their winter. By day, we visited the adobe homes of some of the most hospitable and resilient people I have ever met, helpingContinue reading “3 Reminders from 4th of July past”
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