In the wrong place at the wrong time - accidental victim of drug gangs
A man like anyone else, good, drunkard, according to his wife, was sitting on a bench in the main square of his town in the wrong place at the wrong time, when two rival drug gangs confronted each other, taking by accident his life.
This happened in a remote rural area in the central part of Mexico, in the State of Jalisco. A place where traditions from a century ago are preserved, as it is the case with this burial documented by several pictures throughout the process in the family home of the deceased.
Traditions in the most remote areas refuse to disappear altogether, undergoing minor adaptations and alterations to the uses and customs of the place and the family.
Burials continue to differentiate alive and dead even after the demise. The funeral is ultimately a family representation of death with hidden superstitions and sometimes not so much.
The last meeting of the innermost family for the deceased to embark thereafter on the journey to ultimate solitude. There is a solemn respect, silence and tears and an occasional hidden and fleeting laugh.
Eduardo López Moreno, Mexico, Ciudad de Guadalajara
