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Gustavo Guerrero, that’s my grandfather’s name, he is a really old man with his mind affected by age. Probably his most valuable possession is the house he lives in. A house that once was the home of a big family but now days it seems quiet and empty, but in reality the house is full of memories and wisdom. It just needs someone willing to hear so it can live once more the stories of a past generation. Pictures of familiar faces in their youth cover the walls, but one picture is different from the rest, the only picture that does not show family life. This is a small black and white picture of a young man with deep green eyes staring directly at the eyes of the viewer. This young man is dressed as a working class man and behind him there’s the machinery of the “Fundidora”, a bi g factory representative of the economic power of Monterrey in the beginning of the twentieth century. This picture tells my grandfather’s story, the story of a young man who emigrated from the south to the north in search of a future, the story of how with his hard work he was able to raise a big family in this house that is now empty, but full of memories.
