Don Diego. In the town of Aguacatán, five and a half hours north west of Guatemala City, we were honored to have breakfast with a friends family. Diego and his wife have a son that lives in Morganton, NC, part of the great migration of Guatemalans during the 90’s escaping from civil war. Guatemalans come to America looking for work and a brighter future, even if it means having to leave family behind. Family and community is a huge part of Guatemalan culture. So much so that Diego and his wife walked an hour in the early morning just to be able to sit with us and have breakfast. Although I stumbled around with communicating via my lack of ability to speak Spanish, I felt very welcomed and part of the family. Guatemalans are a kind and loving people, and I’m not just saying that from my sentimental perspective. As a gringo, I was always welcomed with a warm smile. Especially from Diego, probably the sweetest man I’ve ever met.