Rick S.
Google
Before I got inside I was reading the placard on the wall and I was almost in tears.
“Everything that cannot be recovered with money, such as the feelings linked to their homeland, the corners of memories, the tree where they met in the evenings, etc., hence the phrase of a resident displaced by the Picachos Dam,
"They say they are going to pay for my house, but who is going to pay for my affections?"
Affection is the attachment to that place where he was born and raised, where the umbilical cord is buried, it is part of his stories, of the place where he lived with friends, of the palm tree where he a met his first girlfriend, of the tamarind tree that was the space of coexistence, a silent witness to the stories of many generations; of the streets where he played, finally of that space that was his "place", to which he was attached, the place of identity.”
I live in British Columbia, Canada. In a town in the NE of the province, right beside the just completed ‘Site C’ hydro dam. They just filled the 80 kilometer long reservoir last fall. Thus finalizing the destruction of the valley where I grew up. It was the geographical feature that defined my area of BC. I haven’t been able to actually go see the filled reservoir yet, I don’t know how I will react.
I feel for these people, I have just experienced much of what they went through. I was lucky, my house was never in an area to be flooded but the once fertile valley defined who I am.
A very interesting display, it highlights the pre Spanish lives led by the local Sinoloan peoples. This history needs to be remembered and taught to the local people.
Well done!