This is a holiday week, when we celebrate being an American in our own New Mexican way.
I give the floor to Paula Tackett, retired director of the Legislative Council Service, who described what it meant to be a New Mexican during the recent Centennial banquet of the Historical Society of New Mexico. Here are her remarks:
It means often feeling like there is only one degree of separation from each other, because New Mexico is geographically large but really a small community.
It means that although I was born in Albuquerque, I am privileged to have roots and be a part of this land. My mother was born on a homestead at Three Rivers, right next to the A.B. Fall ranch, and my father came to San Marcial, south of Socorro, as a small boy.
It means being the city cousin but getting to ride in the summer roundup and help with branding the cattle – and never forgetting the smell.
It means missing the shades of brown when I lived back East and getting claustrophobic when surrounded by all that green. It means being able to see for miles, big flat-bottomed clouds in the summer, amazing sunsets almost year-round, and understanding why O’Keeffe came here because of the light and the luminosity of the sky.
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