Dear Meg,

 

My Aunt Elizabeth Foster just sent me your paper with the articles of Richard. Thank you for your kind words and beautiful understanding of my brother, Richard. I sincerely appreciate all you wrote.

 

Ree Goodman Huber

 

 

To the editor:

 

It was blind luck that I came upon a copy of the LareDOS Op Ed on page 9 while waiting at the doctor's office. The extension of Springfield Ave. was a novel curiosity at best until I read that the alternate proposal could involve the relocation of “a few mobile homes.” Unfortunately, one of these “mobile homes” could be my family's home. This action could uproot my wife, five children, and me. I hope that the city and Mr. and Mrs. Hugo García take in consideration the human toll that such an action will take!

I have lived in this location for over ten years, and my wife and I have worked extremely hard to make our humble abode a safe and pleasant location to live. I hope and pray that the powers that be do not make their decisions whimsically for the sake of both the environment and the people whose lives could be profoundly affected.

 

Sincerely,

John R. Reimund

Tuba, VMT School

of Music, TAMIU, Laredo Philharmonic Orchestra

 

 

Dear María Eugenia Guerra,

 

Each month I look forward to reading LareDOS. It is my connection to the past and it always arrives on time. Thank you.

I have visited Laredo three times since 1956. Laredo has changed a bit since last I saw her. When I read your paper, it brings back many memories. I recognize the names of people I once knew, and of course this is a painful indication of how old I really am. Fact is, these names I recognize from the fifties belong to old friends' children's children.

Last week I had the pleasure of seeing Graciela Botello and her children and grandchildren in New York City . Over the years Raymond, Graciela, and I have communicated and visited each other. Now Cristina's daughter Carla is attending the Parsons School in New York City with another young lady, Martha, also from Laredo .

Last week while we were in Battery Park on the tip of New York City , Graciela looked up and exclaimed, “There's Leyendecker!” I forgot her first name. What a small world it is, to be in Battery Park, NYC with five Laredo residents, only to see another Laredo resident visiting New York. It's a small world indeed.

My memories of Laredo are many, but the most vivid memory dates back to the time (I believe it was 1954) 68 feet of water brought the Del Rio bridge down the river to Laredo, destroying the International Bridge. I recall the Public Works Department removing the light poles and fences from the bridge the night before the expected flood to allow the water to pass over the bridge without damage, but sadly 68 feet of water and the bridge from upriver did us in. A pontoon bridge installed by the Army Corps of Engineers kept traffic moving between the two countries.

I still have many photographs from that tragic time; if you wish to revisit “the Flood” in LareDOS, I will send them to you.

The next time someone remarks that “it's a small world,” rest assured it really is. Your publication is appreciated, and much like its residents, it reaches out across America . Perhaps you could spotlight other cities from time to time, I am sure Laredoans are everywhere.

Perhaps LareDOS previously was not regarded as a national publication.

Well, folks, it really is.

 

Sonny DiCarlo

New York City

(Sonny DiCarlo was a flight

instructor stationed at Laredo Air Force Base from 1952 to 1956.)