The Old Morality

The Old MoralityGloomy buzzards! Damned devouring crows! Get out of here! You want to dry up my plants? Take the other road, around Doña Casilda's house; let that old Christer kneel to you as you go by! Show a little respect for the house of a Juárez republican! Have you ever seen me in your temple of darkness you vultures? I've never asked you to visit my house! Get out, get out of here!"Leaning against the garden fence, my grandfather shakes his cane. He must have been born with that cane...