her words, “Your family has demonstrated a remarkable ability to discover documents in inconvenient places.”
The road narrowed past town.
Carmona opened into fields and low hills.
The property entrance was nearly hidden behind brush.
An old chain hung from two stone posts, but there was no lock.
We walked in.
The agricultural shed had mostly collapsed.
Behind it stood a smaller building.
That one survived.
The roof sagged slightly, but the frame was intact.
Dad approached it as if he were approaching an old friend.
“My father brought me
