Exiting the dusty train that hot afternoon in Torreon, he turned smiling offering his hand to his pregnant wife. He caught sight of his brothers and their wives leaving the train. His father holding his five-year old grandson with his mother looking tired came next. Only then, did he look over to the station. There was the hotel and a restaurant, at last. He was happy.

They were there to begin a new life and business here, his brothers and he. He was to establish an English newspaper in the city of Torreon, the fabled metropolis to be and in which he eventually became a founding father....