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La Familia de Donato Rascón Murrieta

Rascón surname: Spanish (Rascón): 1. probably a habitational name from either of the places called Rascón, in Cantábria and Badajoz provinces. 2. possibly a nickname from rascón ‘sour’, ‘sharp’ or a homonym meaning ‘rail’ (the bird).

According to the book, Who’s Who of the Conqiustadors (Thomas, 2000),  the surname Rascón appears in the Américas  as early as 1509, in the early years of the Spanish conquest. It’s been recorded that Alonso Rascón (Fernández), possibly from Huelva, Spain, landed in the Indies in 1509, and was one of over 600 individuals who accompanied Hernan Cortés on his trip to Veracruz in 1519. Over time, according to various online genealogical sources (i.e. Ancestry.com),  in the 1600s and 1700s, the surname appeared in Mexico D.F., the state of Puebla, and then later in Chihuahua and Sonora. A look at U.S. census  and immigration records shows that there have been many members of the Rascón family who immigrated north to the US. over the past century. They are scattered throughout the Southwest and can be found in Texas, New Mexico, California and Arizona, as well as other parts of the country.

Donato Rascón Murrieta, my maternal grandfather
October 22, 1896-December 12, 1937

Growing up, I knew very little about my maternal grandfather,  Donato Rascón Murrieta (1896-1937). I learned from my mother that he  was part Spanish and part indio Mayo. Fair-skinned, with  hazel/green eyes, tall and handsome, he was a miner by trade. He immigrated  to  the US in the early 20’s, landing work in Ruby and Superior. He was born deep in the Sierra in a town called Tarachi, Sonora.

My grandfather crossed the US Mexico border alone at Douglas, Az. on March 12, 1925. This card, issued by the US Immigration Service, notes that he was married to Josefa Ortega and that her address at the time  was 830 S. 10th Avenue in South Tucson Az. (actually her brother Feliciano’s home). His occupation was listed as a miner. His mother, Maria Murrieta is listed as residing in Bacerac, Sonora, Mexico.

Donato Rascon’s death certificate notes that he died of cardiac decompensation, or  heart failure,  and that he had silicosis, which was the likely cause of the heart failure. He was 41 years old when he passed.

El Tarachi, version 1, by Los Murrieta

Tarachi, (from the Pima term: Taratzi) was originally a pre-Columbian village of “Los Pimas Bajos” or the Lower Pima people,  tucked away deep in the Sierra Madre region of southeastern Sonora. The closest towns of significance are Sahuaripa, Arivechi, and Yécora. According to Flavio Molina M, author of the book Exploradores y Civilizadores de Sonora, the word taratzi means  “en el pie” in Spanish or “on the foot” in English. In the Pima language, tara means “foot”  in English and “pie” in Spanish, and tzi means “on” in English and “en” in Spanish.  The author includes  further information about Tarachi, quoting a document  written in 1815 that provides details of the missions and people of the lower Pimeria region of Sonora : “Tarachi: nación Pima, se extiende 22 leguas de oriente a poniente, y diez de norte a sur; tiene agregada la iglesia del pueblo de Yécora, dista de la cebecera 20 leguas al poniente, ambas iglesias están arruinadas; el número de sus vecinos es de 64, que abrazan 300 almas, su congrua de 360, 300 de sínodo y el resto de obención”.

Map of Sonora showing the towns of Bavispe, Bacerac, Huachinera and Tarachi.
This photo and the description below come from Paul M. Roca’s book, “Paths of the Padres Through Sonora”, Tucson: Arizona Pioneers’ Historical Society, 1967 p.291. A new church as since been built.
Paul M. Roca quote in Paths of the Padres Through Sonora, p. 291.
The new church.

El Tarachi, version 2, by Gilberto Valenzuela:

According to an account given in the book, Sonora: An Intimate Geography (Yetman, 1996), in the early 20th century (and probably even before then), the people of Tarachi made their living, by among other things, cattle breeding.  Ranchers from neighboring areas of Sonora would travel for days through very rough mountain terrain to purchase cattle in Tarachi. From there they would drive them back through the north and into Chihuahua.

An earlier map of Sonora showing Tarachi , but spelled differently (Taratzi).
The road to Tarachi

The countryside

Mining was another occupation that the men of Tarachi engaged in, as Tarachi was also the center of the “Veta Madre” or mother lode of gold in Sonora. One researcher noted that during the California gold rush, many of the men of  Tarachi left to seek their fortunes  there.  The same researcher points to this as proof that the famous California bandit, Joaquin Murrieta,  was from Tarachi, rather than Trincheras, Sonora as many believe. Joaquin Murrieta was also described as fair-skinned with blue eyes. According to this source, “all of the Murrietas of Tarachi, to this day, are fair skinned with fair hair and most of them have blue eyes”. To further the argument, this source notes that 3 Finger Jack, Joaquin’s sidekick, was named Manuel Duarte. He points out that “there are no Duartes in Trincheras, but the name is still very prevalent in Tarachi and the Sonoran Sierra region”. It could be I’m related to Joaquin Murrieta! (*note: the sources I have quoted in this paragraph are participants in various online genealogical discussion boards, usually members of the Rascón family who study and trace  their family history).

Joaquin Murrieta

Here’s El Corrido de Joaquin Murrieta, performed by Los Madrugadores.

Over the years, the search for gold in Tarachi was big news.

From the “Integral Copper Operator” May 26, 1892.
June 9, 1971 Colorado Springs Telegraph Gazette.

Most recently, the search for gold in the region has become a serious enterprise.

9/20/2011 The Gazette.
Another song about Tarachi!

Every  May 15, during the feast day of San Isidro, a huge gathering takes place in Tarachi where everyone with the last names Gamez, Murrieta, Rascón, Treviño, and Ocaña all return to visit those relatives that have remained. For more information about Tarachi today, see the article (in Spanish) by Randulfo Ortega Moroyoqui, “Datos de Tarachi.”

I have since  learned a great deal more about my grandfather Donato and his family. His parents (my great grandparents) were Loreto Rascón Bermudes (born in ca.1870 in Tarachi) and Maria Murrieta Ocaña. They were both from Tarachi.

I have also recently learned that my great grandfather Loreto’s parents (my great, great grandparents) names were Crisanto Rascon Rivera, (born in 1845, died in 1905 in Tarachi), and Concepcion Bermudes Apodaca. They were married on February 1869 in Sahuaripa, Sonora.

Crisanto’s parents (my great, great, great grandparents) were Honorato Rascon (born in 1815 in Tarachi) and Juana Rivera. Their children included Juan Jose Rascon (b.1834), Romulo Rascon (b.1828), Maria del Refugio Rascon (b.1844) and Manuel Rascon (b.1856).

Concepcion’s parents (also my great, great, great grandparents) were Juan Bermudes and Maria de Jesus Apodaca.

My maternal  grandfather Donato’s grandparents (my great, great grandparents) on his mother’s side–the Murrieta branch of the family were: Blas Murrieta and Maria Ocaña Bermúdez. Blas was born around 1832. He died at the age of 87 on April 21, 1919. He married Maria in Sahuaripa on April 10, 1866. They had the following children: Maria Murrieta Ocaña (my great grandmother), and her siblings Guilebaldo, Antonio,  Cruz, Mercedes (1870-1974), Maria de Jesus, Isidro, Enrique, Juan Antonio and Lina.

Blas’s parents, my great, great, great grandparents were D. Jesus Murrieta and Da. Ana Robles. In addition to Blas, they had several other children , including Froilan, Trinidad, and Maria Jesus.

My great grandmother Maria Murrieta Ocaña and  my great grandfather Loreto Rascón were married sometime in the early 1890’s, While I am still gathering information about them, at this point I  know from looking at border crossing records that Loreto  had a brother named Manuel whom he visited in Tucson, Az. in 1925.  Loreto also crossed  the border several times  in the twenties (12/17/1923; 10/17/1925; 7/7/1928; and 2/20/1929),  to visit his children living in the U.S. One of these records (see below) indicates that Loreto was born in Moctezuma, Sonora (near the vicinity of Sahuaripa), but other records contradict that and state that he was born in Tarachi, Sonora. These same records state that Loreto and his family sometimes  lived apart and  moved around a lot, I imagine to find work. For example, a March 1925 border crossing record indicates that Maria was living in Bacerac. By December of the same year, on yet another record, she is listed as living in Bavispe, while at the same time Loreto is listed as living in Cananea. By the 30s, they lived in Bavispe again. Another record from the 30’s indicates that they lived in Huachinera, Sonora. All of these towns are in the Sierra on the far eastern edge of the state of Sonora and work there consists of farming, ranching and mining.

Those of Loreto’s and Maria’s children who moved to the US included Carolina, Olivia, Aurelia (1892-1987), Francisco and  my grandfather Donato. Carolina, Francisco and Donato lived in Superior, Arizona in the mid-20’s and 30’s. Aurelia may have lived in Tucson for a while and Olivia lived in the San Diego area. I am not certain of this but I believe that Raul, Crisantos, David, and Isabel all remained in Sonora. The census for 1930 below notes that there were two more children in the family, Rafael and Maria.



I only know a little bit about about my grandfather’s siblings, and only met one of them, Francisco.

Here is what I’ve been able to learn to date:

Aurelia Rascón (born on September 29, 1892, died Nov. 1987). Resided in Tucson Az. at the time of her death. She was one of the two of the Rascón sisters my own sister Irene remembers meeting as a child, and she probably lived with or near my great aunt Olivia at one point somewhere near the California-Mexico border region. My sister remembers them to be “big-boned” ladies. I also remember going with my mom to a house on Grande Avenue in the Menlo Park neighborhood once, to visit one of my mom’s cousins who was in town visiting from Chula Vista. I believe she was my mother’s tia  Olivia’s daughter and that she was visiting Aurelia.

Raul Rascón (c.1893-?). Crossed the US Mexico border at Douglas, Az. on November 25, 1922, and was accompanied by his brother David. One of the most intriguing stories I’ve heard about this branch of my family is about Raul. According to one of my cousins from Mexico, Raul was close friends with the mayor of San Miguel de Bavispe, Pablo Machichi, who had been a Carranzista in the Revolution and who later sided with the Cristeros. Machichi led a rebellion against the Mexican government in the late 20’s, and my great uncle Raul was killed either by other Machichi loyalists or by the federales for having revealed Machichi’s whereabouts. Machichi hid in the sierra and led a battle at a place called Huachinera. Here’s a corrido written about him. It gives a lot of detail about who he was and what he fought for.

Francisco Murrieta Rascón: Born on August 6, 1898. Died December 1985. I remember my mom’s uncle Francisco very well. He was very tall.  He used to visit our house quite often, and when he was in town he  would usually  stay at the Santa Rita Hotel. He worked in Superior, Az. as a miner for many years, and was married to a woman named Maria Celida Federico  (1905-1951), who died of breast cancer at the age of 46. He lived for many years in  a convalescent home in Florence. He was a very tall, but gentle man. I liked him.

Francisco Murreta Rascon
From the Arizona Republic, December 6, 1985.

Isabel Rascón Gamez

I know very little about my great aunt Isabel (seated with one of her sons between her husband and other children), except that she was married to Manuel Maria Gamez and that they had at least six children. The writing on the back of the photo on the left  indicates that it was taken in Tarachi and signed on  April 12, 1937. Other information I have gathered indicates that Manuel Maria Gamez, Isabel’s husband,  was born c.1895 in Tarachi, that he crossed the US Mexico border at least twice (on 2/15/24 and 2/23/26) and that had a brother named Alfonso Gamez. I have also found a death certificate for Manuel Gamez Jr, (probably the boy standing on the right). It states that he was born in Tarachi Sonora, on May 39, 1923 and that he died on January 3, 2004 in Esperanza, Sonora.


David Rascón (c. 1899-?) He crossed the US Mexican border several times: November 25, 1922 (at this point his residence is listed as Huachinera, Sonora, Mexico), November 5 and 6, 1923. He was married to Onofre Murrieta Bermudez. The postcard below was written to his brother David by my grandfather Donato. The picture on the other side is of my mother and her brother during their First Holy Communion (see below).

My grandfather wrote this for his brother David.

Carolina Rascon Moreno

I also know that my mother’s tia Carolina (b. 4/15/1902) was medium complected and had brown  hair and brown eyes, and a small mole on her right cheek. She married a man from Bavispe, Sonora  named Francisco Moreno and they lived in Superior Az at the same time my grandparents were there. My mom often spoke very fondly of her cousins,  the Moreno children: Frank, Ricardo, Ismael (Miley),  Teresa (Teddie) and Carolina. Their mother Carolina crossed the border several times, including on the following dates: 01/10/1946, 9/30/1947, 12/03/1950 and 08/06/1951.

1951 border crossing card for Carolina Rascon Moreno.
One of the Moreno children, Carolina, or Carey. She lived in Nogales, Az. for a long time.
Teresa, another Moreno daughter. My mom always spoke very fondly of her.
Francisco, whose wedding photo is below. He worked for many years as an accountant at the mine in San Manuel.
Carolina Rascon and her husband Francisco Moreno
Carolina Rascon Moreno’s son Francisco and his bride. Carolina is on the far right.


Crisanto Rascón Born in Tarachi in 1906. Crossed the US Mexico border on July 1, 1935. His departure contact was his father Loreto Rascón. His residence is listed as San Miguelito, Sonora Mexico.

Olivia Rascón (c.1907-?) She married a man named Luis Flores. She also had a son named Luis. She crossed the US Mexico border at least twice, (7/1/1928 and 11/28/1949). She moved to California and settled there. When I was a kid, one of her daughters came to visit Tucson, and she came to our house. I remember she had a little girl with her and that she and I became friends. She taught me some Spanish and it was the first time I felt I could communicate with someone in that language.

My great aunt Olivia and her husband Luis Flores.

My grandfather met my grandmother Josefa Ortega, while working in the Arivaca region of southern Arizona at the “Bluebird Mine”. They were married in Tucson, Arizona on July 9, 1923.

My grandmother was 19, not 18 as noted above, at the time of her marriage.

It’s been recorded that in 1925, they were living at 830 S. 10th, Ave. in Tucson, probably with Josefa’s brother Chano or her mother, Carmen. Shortly thereafter, they moved to Superior, Az, where he worked for the Magma Copper Company.

My grandmother, Josefa Ortega Rascon.
The Magma copper mine smelter in Superior, Az.
Superior, Az.

They had five children: My mother Josephine, Eduardo, Dora, Donato Jr. and Mary. My mom, the oldest of my grandparent’s children, adored her father. She would often talk about him, sharing her memories and stories with us. She would always be sure to say that he would often buy her new clothes, making her the happiest girl in Superior. She also remembered those times when she would have to go get my grandfather and bring him home from the local watering hole, a place that miners often went after work and in their spare time. While he spent most of his working years in Superior, according to the 1930 US census, my grandfather and his brother Francisco worked at the Montana Camp, a gold mine near Ruby Arizona. The original census document notes that my grandfather was a foreman in the mine and his brother Francisco a laborer.

Also, my uncle Donato was born in Silverbell, Az, just northwest of Tucson, so the family must have moved around some. By 1932, the family was back in Superior, as my Aunt Mary was born there on December 18, 1932.

My mom Josefina and her siblings, Eduardo, Donato and Dora.
My mom’s first grade photo in Superior, Az. She is seated with her hands in her lap right above the word “school”.
My Uncle Eddie in grade school, Superior, Az, circa 1932. He’s the fourth boy on the left in the second to the bottom row.
My mom and her brother Eddie at their first holy communion.

In 1936, my grandfather became ill with pnuemonia  and was bed ridden for about a year. His wife Josefa and sister Carolina took turns taking care of  him. There is a story that my father tells about my grandfather that is very interesting, as it took place in 1937, well before my mom and dad had met. According to the story, my grandfather and his family were living in the back room of a restaurant that had a jukebox. One day, my dad, who was about 17 at the time, went in and took out some change to play the song “Zenaida”. He was quickly admonished by others not to play the music because there was a man in the back room dying, and he shouldn’t be disturbed. That man was my grandfather Donato, and the story goes that he said to tell my dad to go ahead and play the music. He wanted to hear it too, even as he was dying. He passed away on December 12, 1937 at the age of 41,  and is buried in Superior, Az.. He left behind his wife, Josefa, and their five children, Josefina (my mother), Eduardo, Dora, Donato Jr., and Maria.

My grandfather’s grave in the Superior Cemetary.
My sister Irene with my Aunt Mary at our grandfathers gravesite in Superior.
My sister Irene, brother Charles and me at our grandfather’s grave, 2007.

My grandmother, Josefa Ortega Rascon, 1963.
My grandmother with her children Josefina, Maria, Dora and Donato, circa 1978. Missing is her son Eddie. I don’t have a photo of him as an adult, unfortunately.

Our Fall, 2019 Vacation to Michigan

I lived in Ann Arbor, Michigan for 5 1/2 years from 1987 to 1992, where I worked as a reference and instruction librarian at the University of Michigan Undergraduate Library. While there, I made a lot of friends, many of whom I remain in touch with to this day. Last year around this time, I convinced my partner Ruben that it was time for a visit, as it had been years since I’d seen some of my old friends, so we booked a flight to Detroit and off we went. We got there on October 17, and stayed through the 24th, just in time to catch the beautiful Fall scenery.

The following photo essay consists of a mixture of photos. Some I borrowed from the Internet, and others I took myself. Since I wanted to provide a lot of detail, I’ve included more “borrowed” photos than usual.

The Detroit Metropolitan Airport, in Romulus Michigan.

We left Tucson at around 9am on Thursday, October 17, and caught a connecting flight in Dallas to Detroit. There were no delays, thank goodness. We landed in the early evening at the Detroit Metro Airport, rented a car and headed west from Romulus to Ann Arbor where we arrived in the early evening.

Map of Southeast Michigan

Our hotel, The Hilton Garden Inn, was adjacent to the Briarwood mall, which is at the southern edge of Ann Arbor, but conveniently located near the I-94 freeway. By the time we got checked in and settled, we were really hungry, so we ate at a “Mexican” restaurant close to the hotel. Unfortunately, it really sucked. I was going to add a photo of the place, but no, I don’t think so. I’d rather forget all about it. Mexican food anywhere outside Tucson, in my opinion, can be hit or miss, and the further away, the likelier it is that it gets worse…

Our hotel on the southern edge of Ann Arbor.
The Briarwood Mall was walking distance from our hotel.

The next morning we went in search of a Bob Evans restaurant, a chain breakfast restaurant kind of like Denny’s, and luckily for us, the one that I had been to before when I lived there in the late 80’s that was near Washtenaw and I-23 was still there. We ate breakfast there practically every morning. It was the best. The wait staff were really friendly and the biscuits and gravy were delicious. After eating there so much, I gained a ton of weight as a result. Oh well.

Good ole’ Bob Evans. Kinda like Denny’s, a chain restaurant that serves delicious, fatty breakfasts, and more.

We then took a little drive around the area., making it over to Ypsilanti and back. The Ypsilanti water tower is a must-see local landmark.

The Ypsilanti Water Tower, a local landmark .

We then headed back to Ann Arbor making it to the west side where we drove by the Michigan stadium.

Michigan Stadium. This place can hold over 107,000 people at once. I attended a football game there once. I know!

Since the Mall was next door to our hotel, after breakfast and our little drive, we decided to go shopping. We spent a ton of money on sweatshirts and pajamas in a store called the M Den, and we had some delicious freshly made pretzels at a little pretzel shop in the mall.

The M Den at Briarwood Mall.
This is the kind of stuff you can buy at the M Den. Ruben bought these for one of his co-workers.

Later in the day, our good friend Karen Downing came to pick us up at the hotel, and we had a very nice visit. Karen and I have been friends since 1988. I call her KD and she calls me BD. She is married to a swell guy named Stewart and has a son named Ryan who is now in college. We drove to the University of Michigan campus, where she showed us her office at the Graduate Library . We also walked around the campus. It was a beautiful day.

Ruben and Karen standing in the Law quad on the University of Michigan campus.
The Law School building.
The Harlan Hatcher Graduate Library at the University of Michigan.
The School of Social Work (I think) provides the backdrop to this beautiful little spot just south of the Undergraduate Library on the University of Michigan campus.

We then ate delicious Vietnamese food for dinner.

This place was great. It wasn’t too far from our hotel.

On Saturday, Ruben and I took things nice and slow. We repeated what we had done the day before, and again had breakfast at Bob Evans. We even went back to Briarwood for more shopping and pretzels! We rested up the rest of the day, as Karen was having us over for dinner that evening.

Saturday night, Karen hosted a dinner party for us. Ruben got to meet my old friends Barb Kolekamp, Linda TerHaar and her husband Bruce, Darlene Nichols and her husband Brian and Jeanne Chesky, one of Karen’s friends. Karen’s husband Stewart was also there. Karen was a sweetheart to host us. I was so happy to see Barb, Linda and Darlene again. I think it had been like 13 years since I had last seen Linda and Barb. I see Darlene more often as we both still attend ALA and other conferences where our paths often cross.

Barb, Darlene and Linda, my pals from the Undergraduate Library at the UofM.
Ruben, Jeanne, Barb, Darlene, Stewart, Karen, Brian, Bruce and Linda. We had spaghetti and salad for dinner, with pie for dessert.
Ruben, Bruce, Barb, and Darlene relaxing in Karen’s living room. She has a beautiful home.
Barb, Darlene, Brian and Linda.

After dinner, Ruben and I went back to our hotel, but we were still a bit hungry, so a little bit later, we drove to White Castle and had what they call “sliders”, which are very greasy and unhealthy, but tasty bite-sized cheeseburgers. They didn’t sit too well, but we just had to have some all the same.

This White Castle was close by. We didn’t have to drive all the way to Detroit this time around to eat some sliders.

On Sunday, we hooked up with Karen again. This time she took us antiquing in the area southwest of Ann Arbor, where there are small towns with antique stores scattered here and there. She drove us all over the place.

The Irish Hills area
We passed by lots of farms along the way, including this one in Tecumseh.

There were at least a half dozen antique stores that we stopped at, including a couple in Clinton and one in Tecumseh called the Hitching Post that we really enjoyed.

Tecumseh’s Hitching Post Antique shop. What an amazing place!

We ended the day by driving to Ypsilanti and having dinner with Karen and her husband Stewart at the Red Rock Barbecue bar and grill in Ypsilanti. The food was delicious, but a bit expensive.

On Monday, we ate breakfast again at Bob Evans, but at a different location this time, and then went shopping at Meijer’s, which is a department/grocery store with various locations in the Ann Arbor area. I used to shop there for groceries all the time when I lived in the area over 30 years ago. It’s a big box store if there ever was one! I think we bought a few t-shirts and snack food there. I don’t really remember!

We then met up with Karen again and this time went shopping in the Ann Arbor area. We hit up Treasure Mart, a second hand store that sometimes has some very nice antiques and which I used to frequent all the time when I lived there, but we didn’t find anything that we really wanted to buy. It seemed so much smaller than I remembered it to be for some reason.

We then went to Kerrytown, a little shopping area close by that has a great open air Farmer’s Market and lots of unique shops and food spots.

We also visited my friend Gene Alloway, my old office mate when I worked at the Undergraduate Library. For many years now, he has been the proud owner of a bookstore in the Kerrytown area called Mott and Bailey Booksellers. Seeing Gene again was truly one of the highlights or our trip. I had not seen him since at least 1992. He is such a cool guy. It was great to see him again and reminisce about old times.

We saw my old friend Gene Alloway. He owns a bookstore in Kerrytown.

Gene Alloway, owner of the Mott and Bailey Bookstore.
FLASHBACK!! Back in the day, as they say… The University of Michigan Libraries Residency Group, circa 1990-91. That’s me standing in the middle of the group. My friends Gene Alloway and Karen Downing are to my left. The names of the other residents are Candy Miller, Karla Hahn, Roger Brisson, Elizabeth Robinson, David Flaxbart, and Jay Nagarashi.

Around the corner, we found a record store, and it was great. I found a few albums here, including one by the great gospel artist, Inez Andrews. It was a rare find! This and our visit with Gene made my day!

We then went to one more thrift store, where another friend of ours, Alexandra Rivera met up with us. Alex grew up in Tucson, but I met her when I worked at Michigan over 30 years ago. She now works with Karen at the University of Michigan Library as an outreach librarian.

This store was bit of a mess, but okay. Ruben doesn’t like these kinds of second hand stores. I love them.
Alexandra Rivera

After we finished shopping, Karen drove us to a nice Thai restaurant on Washtenaw Avenue, near the apartment complex I used to live at. Again, the food was just delicious!

Tuptim Thai Cuisine

The following day, we changed our plans, and instead of driving northeast to Frankenmuth to experience the Christmas store and the fried chicken dinners, we drove to Detroit via Michigan Avenue. The drive along Michigan Avenue is a much more scenic route than taking the I-94, although it takes almost twice as long. There are a lot of suburbs along the way, including Dearborn and Dearborn Heights.

Coming into Detroit along Michigan Avenue.

We drove into downtown and then turned north and drove along Woodward Avenue, eventually making our way up to Royal Oak.

Woodward Avenue
Comerica Stadium, home of the Detroit Tigers.
One of the many massive cathedrals that can be found along Woodward Avenue.

Royal Oak is a fun place to visit. There are lots of shops and places to eat in the area.

Suburban Detroit. Royal Oak is a fun place.
Driving south along Woodward back to downtown Detroit.

We could’ve kept going as suburban Detroit goes on for miles and miles, but we decided to turn back go return to Ann Arbor.

Driving south on Woodward to Downtown Detroit
The Renaissance Center is on the left. It’s hard to get a good skyline shot of the city from the ground.
The Train Station has recently been renovated. It’s part of a larger effort to revitalize downtown. We even saw white ladies in broad daylight while driving through! A first! We drove by this as w headed back to Ann Arbor.

We had a burger at the McDonald’s in Royal Oak, but by the time we got back to Ann Arbor, we were hungry again. We decided to hit up the only decent Mexican restaurant we knew, La Fiesta Mexicana in Ypsilanti. The owner is from Guadalajara and the food is usually very good. Unfortunately, the service isn’t great and you have to wait a while to get your food. We had better experiences there in the past. Oh well. We would’ve been better off avoiding Mexican food altogether on this trip.

The following day, Ruben and I drove into the Irish Hills again, looking for antique stores. We ended up in a little town called Brooklyn, where we we found a decent sized antique mall, and where I found some more gospel albums. This time we didn’t go with Karen, who had actually discouraged us from going. She told us that it was Trump country. Ugh. We were hoping it wasn’t too late to see some of the beautiful Fall colors. It was mid-October, so we were pushing it, but we lucked out. Fall was everywhere.

I guess Karen was right. This was Trump country.
Brooklyn, Michigan.
Why can’t the grass in Tucson ever get this green?
There are many lakes and parks in the Irish Hills.
Ruben and I had been here once before years ago and we remembered that this Hotel had a nice restaurant. This time around it was just so so.

Once we got back to town, we decided to take it easy and get ready for our trip back home the following day. We left the next morning bright and early, and were back in Tucson by 3pm. It was a memorable trip. We did regret not making it to Frankenmuth, but we’ll go back again one day, we hope! Next time we’ll plan our meals a bit more carefully too. Burrrrpppp…

Remembering Richard Elias

Today the Pima County Board of Supervisors named the Mission Branch of the Pima County Public Library after my best friend Richard Elias. Richard had been a member of the Board since 2002, and over the years, he remained a very strong supporter of libraries. He passed away suddenly on March 28 of this year. From this day forward, the Mission branch will be known as the Richard Elias Mission Library.

Richard loved reading to children.
The Richard Elias Mission Library
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A proclamation was drawn up in his honor and read by Supervisor Ramon Valadez, current chair of the Board.

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Supervisor Valadez reading the proclamation naming the Mission Branch Library after Richard, as Richard’s daughter Luz looks on.

County Administrator Chuck Huckleberry wrote the following memorandum about the renaming:

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Luz Elias speaking about her father.

Richard’s daughter Luz spoke, as did Mayor Regina Romero, who read the proclamation that U.S. Congressman Raul Grijalva wrote and read before the U.S. Congress shortly after Richard died.

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Tucson Mayor Regina Romero.

Also on hand were Richard’s assistant Keith Bagwell, Tucson City Council members Lane Santa Cruz and Richard Fimbres, Richard’s brother Albert, TUSD Board Member Adelita Grijalva, and Arizona House member Andres Cano, among others.

Andres Cano, member of the Arizona State Legislature.
Supervisors Ramon Valadez and Betty Villegas, with members of Richard’s family, his friends and staff.

Supervisor Betty Villegas also read a statement on my behalf that I submitted to her beforehand. I was very honored to be included in this ceremonious occasion. I know Richard would’ve been quite thrilled that a library was named after him.

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As Richard would always say, “Resist, much love…

Bob’s Mid-October update / October 14, 2020

Will this pandemic ever end? Wow, it just seems like we’re going to be in this situation a lot longer than anyone could’ve imagined. The President has botched up the whole thing, and things are as bad as ever. Man, I sure hope we can get a grip on this before a lot more people die. We’ve already lost over 200,000 people nationwide, and things just seem to be getting worse. The President’s current solution to the problem is to encourage herd immunity, which means that he wants everyone to catch the virus and then develop immunity to it as a result, but research is showing that you can catch the virus more than once, so it’s not likely going to work. Go figure. How many more dead will there be before we take this seriously?

It’s been such a bad year. People dear to me have died, including my best friend Richard, my beloved aunt Mary, my uncle Arturo and my aunt Corinna, whose death, by the way, I just learned about today. On top of all of that, our country is at present in the hands of a maniac. I’ve been watching the news a lot and caught all of the debates recently, some of which were painful to sit through. The elections are less than three weeks away, but there’s no guarantee that Biden and Harris are going to win. Trump is pulling all kinds of dirty tricks, and he’s getting help from Russia and the potential help from a Supreme Court nominee who’s a conservative, outspoken, religious bigot. People are having to wait in long lines to vote all over the country and in some places, there is but one drop off location for ballots in an entire county. I’m not going to take anything for granted. Trump could win, given all these shenanigans, or he could try to nullify the election results in one way or another. I sincerely hope we get that asshole out of office and kick him to the curb for good. He belongs in prison. He’s a low down crook.

I have been working from home now since March. I actually like it, but I do miss going out to dinner, going shopping, and seeing my family and friends in person. I’ve managed to stay in touch with my family, but haven’t spent a lot of time with them. Ruben and I visit his parents periodically and I recently checked in with my brother Charles for his birthday. My sister Irene buys me tortillas and other stuff like green corn tamales and salsa. I’ve gone over to her house once or twice.  I also see my other sister Becky every now and then too. Our visits are usually very short. I’ve also been in touch with Emily, Richard’s wife, and I’ve re-connected with my friend Ricardo. I talk to my colleague Erika practically every day too.  It’s important to have someone to commiserate with at times! I’ve even been in touch with my friends Bubba Fass and Ernie Carrillo. Still, I feel lonely at times. It can be a drag being home alone all the time. Ruben is working a lot, and is home just a few days a week. We get along well, so being around each other isn’t a problem. After 27 years together, we’re pretty well adjusted to each other’s quirks. We were “officially” married six years ago on Oct. 31, so I thought I’d add this photo as a little memento of that wonderful occasion.

Ruben, me and his parents at the Sahuarita courthouse, 10-31-14.

I thank my lucky stars that I have had no major health issues since the beginning of the year. I did catch two colds before the end of February, but nothing else has happened. I have to admit, I’ve gained weight, and can never seem to get enough exercise. I go out for walks in the early morning for about half an hour when I can, but I do sit all day sometimes, doing work here at my desk. When I’m not at my desk, I do my household chores or I work outside doing yard work. I rarely go anywhere, except to the bank and the grocery store occasionally. Sometimes I pick up takeout for us, but that’s about it. I always wear a mask if I do go out. I hope to get a flu shot soon. I tried to get one today, but it just didn’t work out.

I’ve spent the past several months organizing my personal papers. I have over 30 bankers boxes filled with all my photos, memorabilia, work stuff etc. all organized in chronological order. It’s been a fun project and one that has kept me busy. I will likely keep working on this project for quite a while as I still have more stuff to sort and organize. I don’t know what I’m going to do with all of it down the line, but I’ll figure something out. I doubt that any archive would want my cochinero.

I’m also reading a lot. I’ve been trying to read a little every day, and I recently decided I will read a different book every day of the week and keep rotating the reading until I finish each one. I’m not sure how that’s going to work out, but we’ll see. Sometimes I just like to focus on one book at a time, especially if it’s really good. Here are the books I’ve chosen to read lately.

For the past month or so, I’ve been mostly focused on my job and service activities. I also try to write every day.  I’m happy with what I’ve been able to accomplish. I’m managing our department’s virtual reference service and am doing a decent job of keeping up with it. I compiled usage statistics for the month of August/September recently, and I also drafted departmental procedures for providing reference service, both virtual and in-house, for our patrons. I was also recently appointed to a Library task force that is looking at the “future state” of the Library.  Once again, budget cuts are forcing us to take a hard look at the work we do and we have to yet again revisit what our priorities are going to be given reductions in funding and staff. The focus of the group I was placed in was “research services support”. It included looking at things like data management, data visualization, evidence synthesis and systematic reviews. I didn’t know much about any of this stuff to be honest. I thought research services meant providing primary materials, books and journals to faculty and students. It turns out many libraries are engaged in providing data management support for those doing scientific research. I have to admit, this stuff is not of great interest to me, but I contributed what I could, and I learned a lot. It was interesting to see how the task force chair managed the project and the group process, and how the project unfolded. She used a variety of interesting decision making tools and techniques that helped our group, comprised of librarians and staff from various departments, get our ideas out on the table. While we all didn’t agree on everything, we discussed our differences of opinion openly and managed to complete our work on time. We’re now awaiting next steps.

I’ve also, within the last few months, involved myself in the work of the Library Faculty Assembly, and am the faculty representative to the LFA Executive Board as well as a member of the LFA Awards committee. I’ve contributed steadily and wholeheartedly to the work of these groups, attending every meeting and adding my comments and concerns along the way, and all has gone quite well. I’ve even joined the new union, the United Campus Workers of Arizona. It won’t be able to engage in collective bargaining, but it will serve as an advocacy organization on behalf of all University of Arizona employees. It just got organized, and already there are over 300 members, including folks from ASU and NAU.  

I’ve also been involved in several other service activities. I recently wrote an article, slated to be published soon, for the Mountain Plains Music Chapter of the Music Library Association about how the pandemic has affected Library services to our music faculty and students, and I also wrote a program proposal for the ALA Rainbow Roundtable program planning committee. I was able to drum up a number of people to agree to participate on a panel discussion about issues related to subject access and terminology and how they affect diverse populations. I hope it gets approved. Here’s the title and abstract of the program:

“What’s in a Name: LGBTQ+ and Latinx Perspectives on Access Terminology–Challenges and Solutions

50 years ago, Sanford Berman shone light on serious problems with some of the word choices employed by the creators of Library of Congress subject headings. Over the years, other scholars, notably Ellen Greenblatt and Hope Olsen, have also worked tirelessly to raise awareness of the need for more accurate, culturally sensitive, modern terminology. The struggle continues to this day, particularly when addressing words and phrases that describe diverse populations such as trans people, queer people, immigrants and people of color. The purpose of this program is to consider progress and share ongoing concerns and potential strategies for improvement.  

I’ve also recently thrown my hat into the ring and ran for the position of Southern regional representative to the Arizona Library Association. I was appointed because nobody else ran. The conference will be held this week, and I’ll be introduced there as the new Southern regional representative. Here is the bio I recently submitted to the AZLA president:

I also just wrote a recruitment letter to students in the UofA School of Information and Library Science, encouraging them to join the Tucson chapter of REFORMA, The National Association to Promote Library and Information Services to Latinos and the Spanish Speaking, which I am working to revive after several years of it being dormant. I’ve received several responses and will need to get things rolling next week. I’m very excited about this. The Tucson Chapter of REFORMA will live once again! I’ve also contributed to the work of the REFORMA Education committee by writing up a draft set of guidelines for REFORMA Student clubs. Our committee will be meeting again this week to review our progress, and hopefully, the guidelines will be finalized next month. Finally, I’m a member of the American Institute of Architects Arizona chapter’s archives committee, and again, I’ve attended all the meetings and have contributed a number of ideas. We recently held our annual summit, and it was very informative.

Whew! That’s about it for now. It’s been a busy few weeks.