About this time I joined the march and spent a few hours working the crowd.


Outside the San Jose Peace Center they were giving away bread to passers by as the march ended. "Pan por la paz" was the cry, and it was good bread. Sometimes they said "bread for peace."

On the way home I spent most of the trip talking to this woman. I wish I could remember her name. She showed me her pictures from another immigrants rights march she had been to a few days before. Click her picture to check those out.