We live in a mountaintop area not far from San Salvador, El Salvador.  Our neighborhood has people of mixed economic class, with no “puerton” (gate) and no “vigilante” (security guard).  In most areas in or near the city, living in an un-gated community can be a treacherous proposition, but it is very safe here, “sano” [...]

Today we visited a sick (and we think, dying) woman who lives just up the hill from us. Four of us walked up the patchy woods of the hill; my niece Carmen, myself, mother-in-law Irene, and nephew Alejandro, who helped Irene up the steeper slopes. We brought over some juice boxes, as someone suggested she [...]