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The New York Times/ - Politics, Sáb, 14 de Abril de 2012<br />
CLIPPING INTERNACIONAL (Civil Rights)<br />
Cotton Fields and Brownfields<br />
I’M the oldest of 12 children. My father emigrated from<br />
Mexico to the United States in the late 1930s as an<br />
undocumented worker. He joined the U.S. Army when<br />
the country needed soldiers for World War II but was<br />
quickly discharged for health reasons. We still have his<br />
discharge papers. He eventually became a <strong>na</strong>turalized<br />
citizen.My mater<strong>na</strong>l grandfather fled the 1910 Mexican<br />
revolution and settled in Texas, where my mother was<br />
born and met and married my father. During the<br />
summers, my siblings and I worked in the fields. We<br />
picked tomatoes for 10 cents a crate in May and then<br />
cotton in July and August at $1.75 for every 100<br />
pounds. After high school, I paid for my college<br />
education by working a 16-hour shift during the<br />
summers at a processing plant for cotton, making<br />
$1.10 an hour.<br />
My friends and I car-pooled to the University of<br />
Texas-Pan American in Edinburg, and in 1965 I<br />
graduated with a B.A. in political science. The civil<br />
rights movement had reached our state, and<br />
Mexican-Americans were becoming more active in<br />
politics. Many of us had been motivated by the Viva<br />
Kennedy-Viva Johnson clubs that formed in Texas in<br />
support of John F. Kennedy’s presidential campaign.<br />
During my junior year in college, there was an open<br />
slot in the Democratic primary in my county for a<br />
justice of the peace. Several friends in the Political<br />
Association of Spanish-Speaking Organizations said<br />
our community needed to field someone and urged me<br />
to run. I was still in school, but I jumped at the chance<br />
to get into politics.<br />
I won the November election and took office in January<br />
1965, just as I was starting my last semester of<br />
college. I juggled school and my judicial duties until I<br />
graduated.<br />
In the late 1960s, Raul Yzaguirre (now United States<br />
ambassador to the Dominican Republic), Rick Bela<br />
and I started the nonprofit Interstate Research<br />
Associates, which provided training and technical<br />
assistance to social service organizations.<br />
In 1971, with increased government support for<br />
minority enterprises, we changed our focus and started<br />
InterAmerica Research Associates, which contracted<br />
with various federal agencies. We worked on projects<br />
like bilingual education. Around 1987, we began<br />
providing I.T. services to Congress under the <strong>na</strong>me<br />
Inter-America Technologies.<br />
In 1983, the president of Wapora, an environmental<br />
consulting firm owned by Kemron, approached my<br />
chief fi<strong>na</strong>ncial officer about my interest in buying<br />
Wapora from its parent.<br />
I discovered that both companies were in fi<strong>na</strong>ncial<br />
difficulty, but saw a great business opportunity. I took<br />
the risk and acquired Kemron, and with it Wapora. I<br />
placed the company into bankruptcy the next day and<br />
started rebuilding.<br />
Today, we have about 175 employees, five offices and<br />
various projects around the country and in Puerto<br />
Rico. Kemron cleans many types of contami<strong>na</strong>ted<br />
sites. We helped clean the Hart Se<strong>na</strong>te Office Building<br />
when anthrax was found there in 2001, and were<br />
involved in the cleanup of the BP oil spill in Louisia<strong>na</strong><br />
and in the environmental cleanup in Mississippi after<br />
Hurricane Katri<strong>na</strong>.<br />
One of my sisters belongs to the Missio<strong>na</strong>ry Catechists<br />
of Divine Providence, a congregation of<br />
Mexican-American nuns in San Antonio. In the early<br />
1980s, the convent became too costly to maintain, so<br />
the group sold it and moved to surplus military<br />
barracks. Around 1990, I learned that the building was<br />
going into foreclosure, worked with the nuns to buy it<br />
back, and helped organize a fund-raiser. The Benitia<br />
Humanitarian Award Dinner, <strong>na</strong>med for the<br />
congregation’s founder, has become an annual event<br />
for the convent.<br />
As told to Patricia R. Olsen.<br />
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