Apparently, he winds up in Hamlin, Tx., which i'd never heard of, even though i've driven within 15 miles of the place. And, lo and behold! he gets his minister's license there from the Church of God, for heaven's sake.
That's a nice turn of events, right? well, this story takes a hard left somewhere. I heard this from my mom, and she may have told me this in confidence, but it turns out grandpa Lupe had an eye for the ladies.
The story goes, he and a married woman from his congragation run off together, and i wish i had more details, but really, what more do we need?
That was the late 1920's and my 10 year old father meets him in 1930, and we don't know what he's up to for about 25 years. In the mid to late 50's he's single again and a small land owner in Valle Hermoso, Tamaulipas, just south of Matamoros, Mexico. He's around 60 now, and he's walking along a road in this farm land and he sees this girl working in the field, and sees that she's working hard, and is impressed by that. He finds out who she, goes to visit her parents, apparently he introduces himself and tells them he own a certain amount of land and that he's looking for a bride. It turns out this young woman is 17 years old, but the parents don't call the authorities or kick him out; what's more, they allow him to come visit their daughter so they could meet. Of course, she's thinking: everyone has lost their minds! a reasonable asumption. I've seen a picture of this woman, there's nothing wrong with her, as far as i can see. I have a 17 year old daughter now, but i can't put myself in those parent's shoes, a different place and time; and i try not to dwell to much on this story because, by now, i think we all know where this is going.
It took a year or two of wooing for the Dominguez charm to work it's magic. They were married and had a good 30 years together, producing five or six children, it's difficult to keep everyone straight. I heard this story from my father's half sister, who is younger than me, i could see that she dearly loved her father. They all came here with their mother to visit my father, 10-12 years ago, a good, close knit family.
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