My dear sisters and brothers, One Saturday afternoon as our staff was preparing to close for the weekend, a young man staggered in – bloody, bruised and dehydrated.  He had fallen off the infamous train called La Bestia or the death train that migrants ride to escape the horrors in their countries.  The tracks are…

My dear brothers and sisters, Meet Geraldo, he would like to be one of only 62% of children who go on to secondaria school (7th grade). Each year I reach out to you for shoes to help to send the children in the poor neighborhoods of Guaymas to school.  Each year you answer my prayers. …