Rosita was a lucky girl. Of the three shots fired at her, only one was fatal. Sometimes I wonder what she said to her guardian angel as her soul left her body. “Why didn’t you protect me?” “I protected you from sin. Bullets, well, I leave that up to physics.” …

Americans wouldn’t know a real cowboy if one shoved them on the ground and pressed the heel of his boot to their neck. No, sir. Americans adopted cowboy culture. Americans adopted a fictionalized and sensationalized version of cowboy culture years after Mexicans birthed and bred real cowboys. I was raised…