The Spanish flu swept through Taos 102 years ago and a curandera named Maggie Mascareñas saved many lives. She lived in Cañón when I knew her in the 1970s and she was already old. Back then I was an enjarradora, a traditional mud plasterer, and I did adobe restoration jobs. I was working on a very old building whose owner hired me on condition I put a certain relative on the job. I soon realized why. Nobody else would ever have hired him - I found beer cans in the straw. He got on his horse during the lunch hour one day, drunk, and got bucked off.
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