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Kell-Baja
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| Quote: | Originally posted by N2Baja
I remember that. I remember walking across a bridge and looking down at the cardboard houses that were underneath. It always made me sad.
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Me too....
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Kell-Baja
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| Quote: | Originally posted by CaboRon
Yes, I remember the cardboard town under the bridge ....
As I recall sometime in the late fifties it was bulldozed ...
Didn't look like anyplace I would want to go 
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I remember this from the late 80's???
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pappy
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first went to baja with family in the 60's. i was a young boy then and what struck me most-just blew me away actually, because i had no idea something
like that could exist- was the cardboard structures(and whatever else they could find to build with). i though we were poor, but my eyes and heart
were opened that day....
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ELINVESTIG8R
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I lived in that cardboard and tarpaper town for three months when I arrived homeless in Tijuana. I was 13 or thereabouts. I lived with a prostitute
named Maria who nursed me back to health before I left. It was a horrible place to live but better than living under nothing.
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Tomas Tierra
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| Quote: | Originally posted by pappy
first went to baja with family in the 60's. i was a young boy then and what struck me most-just blew me away actually, because i had no idea something
like that could exist- was the cardboard structures(and whatever else they could find to build with). i though we were poor, but my eyes and heart
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Myself included...As an 8 or 9 year old boy, standing on that bridge pitching pennies to the kids below...One little girl I wanted to get a penny so
bad, she just never could.All the older, stronger kids just pushed her down out of the way. Her little face, dirty and sad, stayed in my head for
years.. A real eye opener..
David, you were fortunate to survive those times as an orphan.
TT
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Skip_Mac
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Jim, 1974, trip to Mulege/Bajia Conception with a Geology class....my first to Baja. It was the cardboard and car hood shacks at Guerro Negro that
hit me hardest, a short distance from the (unfinished and unoccupied) steel eagle monument. What a contrast. Later I would help build schools in
east TJ and would come to respect the people in the least shack. They kept their pride and honor, no matter how poor. That was a deeper and stronger
lesson. They are a powerful people who have developed survival skills under conditions that would leave an Alta Californian despairing and helpless.
I have a deep and abiding respect for those who maintain their humanity, under conditions which would have my neighbors shedding theirs.
I guess you can tell that the experiences affected me deeply.
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surfer jim
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Once you saw it you realize "rich" and "poor" can take on many meanings...and how important that line that marks the border can be.....
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