Buried Treasure

            
            There are two things that Mexican families have in common:
            1) Their grandfather, or great grandfather, or great-great grandfather was an officer under Pancho Villa in the revolutionary war.
            2) Their family left behind a buried treasure in Mexico that nobody can find.
            My grandfather was a general under Pancho Villa. As stories go that's pretty good. I saw somebody post on Facebook the other day that his great grandfather was a colonel under Villa. Ha! A colonel. Somebody's not using their imagination. I tend to believe my grandfather story. There are black and white pictures of him in military uniform. He was working for Diaz then, but supposedly he switched sides.
            The buried treasure part is harder to believe. As usual, there was a death bed snafu. The words were uttered but not fully understood. Legend has it people were digging holes willy-nilly to find it, but it was never found.
            It's my belief that at a certain point in life a Mexican kid is going to turn to his parents and ask, "why are we so poor?" To which the story of the buried treasure will be told. "We weren't always poor, we were rich before the revolution. We had to bury our treasure ..."