Looking out my Backdoor: A fiesta on the Rancho

We gringos were all invited to attend a double christening for a great-granddaughter and a great-grandson of Delia, the Rancho owner.

In preparation, Jim and I went into town to get gifts the day before the event. We figured since we were specially invited, we should bring gifts. Unfortunately, we went with flawed information. We, separately, understood, or misunderstood as the case would be, the ages of the children to be around 8 and 10 years.

We don’t know the children and have never met the mother and father or Delia’s daughter, Rosa, the grandmother hosting the party. But we wanted to giv...