Cuca
Oh, well, I that we all knew each other. I think we knew. And maybe we knew mostly the kids because we went to school with them. And after I came back after God, I left in 1959. I didn’t come back until 1993 to stay. And I could still relate to a lot of the older people. I could still relate to the families, I still read knew who they were. I knew who belong to whom. Because that was the kind of town that it was. It was a town for everybody knew everyone.