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| Hachita, New Mexico. In need of divine intervention. |
This weekend I'm checking out New Mexico's bootheel. Today was a trip to Antelope Wells, the US's smallest border crossing with Mexico, and also the southernmost point of the Continental Divide Trail.
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| Hachita, New Mexico |
To get to Antelope Wells, I had to go through Hachita. I went through Hachita twice, in fact, coming and going. My perceptions:
- Two churches in the village, both shut down. If there's a "live" one, I didn't see it.
- "Compounds" - you know, those places where the folks put chain link fence around their lots, often with Beware of Dog signs.
- A feeling of a town that is hunkered down - that maybe after dark, bad things happen.
- I remembered 'Salems Lot, one of Stephen King's finest and scariest books.
The cemetery is poignant. A brightly-colored cross out of plastic pipe. A guitar. A sweet home-made red valentine.
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| Hachita, New Mexico |
Surprisingly, there's an active post office here.
I am curious about who lives in Hachita. I'm guessing that for some, there's a sense of freedom. For others .... I don't know. Although there are a few houses that show care and and a loving spirit, mostly the vibe is grim.
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