A couple of Fridays ago, we went to the Sol Collective in Sacramento (http://solcollective.wix.com/solcollective). Because it is almost Dia de los Muertos (11/1 and 11/2), they had an altar remembering some of our dearly departed community members.
Jose Montoya, a local poet passed in September. It was strange to see him on the altar, still in the audience with the rest of us.
I head to Mexico City on Thursday to experience Day of the Dead, to remember my father, my mentors, my ancestors, those who taught me how to celebrate what I have.
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