:03:44
The summer my father
was depressed...
:03:46
... the face of our Lord Jesus Christ
appeared on a tortilla...
:03:50
... at the Taos Junction Cafe.
:03:53
It hung on a nail by the door,
and pilgrims came to bear witness.
:03:58
Maria, who saw the face emerge
and fainted dead away...
:04:02
... wanted to shellac it
to preserve it for all eternity.
:04:06
It was a wish of vanity...
:04:08
... for she'd hoped only to extend
her newfound notoriety.
:04:13
But time had its way, and
within the year the face was gone...
:04:16
... though something
of its anguish lingered.
:04:20
From the start, my father said
it resembled not Christ but the devil.
:04:24
But then later, Pinky Lee.
:04:27
My mother, a hell-raiser and a cynic,
never even went and looked.
:04:31
Take as long as you like,
sweetheart.
:04:38
Bo's idea of heaven,
a stroll through Kmart.
:04:53
"In the process, they compiled
a long list of economic woes:
:04:56
Unemployment, sagging productivity,
high interest rates...