Homecoming
AUTA, MEXICO – The moment Adrian Castellon steps out of a taxi and onto the bumpy, stone-studded road in front of his house, he is no longer a Franklin County tobacco picker.

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Here in this dusty town in western Mexico, Adrian is part of the village gentry, a respected family man with one of the largest homes.
But his elevated status comes with a price: The 36-year-old has just spent eight months apart from his wife and daughter.
He has never seen his infant son, who was born Oct. 25, three weeks ago to the day.
“Hola, Mommy!” Adrian says, embracing his wife.
“Hola, baby,” he whispers, slipping his finger inside the infant’s hand. “Have you been good while I was away?”

The morning after his return from Franklin County to his home in Sauta, Mexico, Adrian Castellon gets to know his 2-week-old son, Adrian, while his wife, Gloria (right), shows him how to keep his son's head upright. He saw his son for the first time on Nov. 15, the night before.
In a place where children wear secondhand shoes and sleep on dirt floors, Adrian’s 5-year-old daughter can line the new shoes her daddy gives her from one end of her queen-sized bed to the other— her Dora the Explorer cowboy boots, her Chuck Taylor tennis shoes, her patent-leather Mary Janes.
But the most coveted treasure Adrian has is a card that says he can legally return to El Norte — the North — next year.

In his home in Mexico, Adrian Castellon watches as his five-year-old daughter, Maria Elena, inspects a box full of new clothes brought to her from Franklin County, where he has been working on a tobacco farm since April. Unlike most children in the small western Mexican village of Sauta, Maria Elena will have nearly a dozen pairs of shoes and new clothes to wear to school this year.
Adrian launches his little girl above his head and tells her she is too skinny and too tall. He points to the cardboard box he brought with him on the three-day bus ride from Virginia, full of gifts he bought at Wal-Mart in Rocky Mount.
Later, Maria Elena, who’s 5, will tear through the package to find the eight pairs of new shoes, the new outfits, the talking doll her dad hopes will teach her English.
But for now, she wants to snuggle with her dad on the couch. When he goes to the bathroom, she waits for him outside the door.
More than the presents, she wants him to give her the one thing he can’t — a promise that he won’t leave home again.
During a busy Friday night dinner waiter Jesus Malaga serves an armload of food to their Anglo customers. Malaga came to America four years ago from Mexico and, like many Mexican immigrants in Roanoke, first landed a job at El Rodeo.


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