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We spent the morning on laundry and watering the plants. Roy was here to clean, so that's done. When I went out to the mail box, the man in the Wieland's house, came over to talk to me. He is Heberto (pronounced Ebeairto, I think) , and he asked about our health, and introduced me to his small son. I'm glad this man doesn't hold a grudge against us, for asking a young man over there to quiet down two different times. Since half the people in San Diego County are of Mexican or South American origin, it behooves us to keep peace with them. It will be interesting to see what the government does about immigration. The farmers are complaining about too few workers now.