I saw the picture of the Friendship Baptist Church in the newspaper, and even though I am old, when I saw this picture, a lot of memories invaded my mind.
I felt sadness and joy at the same time. You see, my mom and dad were married at the late Walter Owings ranch that’s across the road from that church. Also, I was born there. Later on, we used to live in my grandfather’s ranch that was located near the Cadiz community. There was a road in the middle of the pastures that would connect the two ranches in those years. Mr. Owings would bring me a doll for Christmas.
I have cut out this picture of the church, and I have put it in my album where I have my parents’ wedding picture. I am writing this letter before all of these beautiful memories fly out of my mind.
My mom used to tell me that all the Latin American ranch people of those years of the ’20s and ’30s used to call it the Choche Blanco. So, folks, to all the parishioners of the famous Choche Blanco, happy Easter.
Paubla “Pauline” Suniga