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.