ANCIENT DEATH RITUALS RUN DEEP IN NEW MEXICO
By Ana Pacheco
“Through the mid-20th century some women wore the tápalo in the villages of northern New Mexico. That tradition is long gone, but the one that remains is the descanso, the roadside memorial.”
MY HALF-CENTURY-PLUS ASSOCIATION WITH THE NEW MEXICO HUMANITIES COUNCIL
By Jimmy H. Miller
“my association with the NMHC began before the Council was actually chartered.”
THE FREEDOM TO THINK OR WHY BOOK BANNING IS BORING
By Emily Romero
“if I truly like to think of myself as having a growth mindset then I have to support that with experiences and ideas that challenge me to be a critical & creative thinker and to engage with a variety of people and materials.”
CIVIL RIGHTS AND JUSTICE — THE FORCE OF REIES LOPEZ TIJERINA
By Ray John de Aragon
“What was the immortal legacy of the extreme activism of Reies Lopez Tijerina?”
COMO QUE DOLLY PARTON ?!
By Leeanna Teresa Martinez y Torres
“As a young girl growing up in rural New Mexico, I’d sift through Mama’s record collection, often landing on what became one of my favorite albums.”
THE B-52 BOMBER THAT FELL FROM THE SKY
By Mario X. Martinez
“In the early morning hours of Wednesday, January 30, 1963, a Boeing B-52 Stratofortress was flying a routine training mission out of Walker AFB when a tragic event thrust the inhabitants of the Mora Valley into the national spotlight.”
PARABLE OF THE PAPA
By Hakim Bellamy
“In short, fathers are the product of love(or lab)making…while daddies are a labor of love. A science of being, rather than a science of doing.”
FROM MORA TO MARIACHI: MY DAD AND HIS MAGICAL JOURNEY OF MUSIC
By Rob Martinez
“Dad loved and respected the Penitentes. But he wanted to be a mariachi! The dream would have to wait.”
A SOLDIER’S PASSAGE: A NEW MEXICO-MADE FILM EXPLORES THE ART OF SAYING “GOODBYE” TO DAD
By Paul Ingles
“I told my therapist, ‘Seeing my father take his last breath was probably the most profound thing I’ve ever witnessed. I keep playing it over and over in my head. And you know what? I don’t think I WANT to forget it.’ ‘You never will,’ he said assuredly.”
ESTHER MARTINEZ (P’OE TSÁWÄ/BLUE WATER): A MATRIARCH OF PUEBLO LANGUAGE PRESERVATION
By Kim Suina Melwani
“By age seven, Martinez no longer had her elders, their stories, or her grandmother’s cooking to ease the transition as she reoriented herself to boarding school life about twenty miles south of her village of Ohkay Owingeh.”