To four of our finest…Carlos, Mateo, Pat, and Keith

To four of our finest…Carlos, Mateo, Pat, and Keith

Peace.
It does not mean to be in a place where there is no noise, trouble, or hard work. It means to be in the midst of those things and still be calm in your heart.

I know that each of you will do good work wherever you are, be it in Honduras or some other part of this beautiful world we live in…but wherever you go I hope that peace finds you in all that you do.

From the mountains of Rio Negro, out in Catacamas, and all the way down to the dirty south, there are pieces of the four of you scattered all over Honduras…and its a different place without you guys.