Thread: Naco, Mexico: Border town's boom is cut off by fence

Border town's boom is cut off by fence

High-security measures deter immigrants at a once-popular crossing.

By Héctor Tobar
Times Staff Writer

July 20, 2007

NACO, MEXICO — In this small town of faded nightclubs and abandoned rooming houses in the Sonoran Desert, the old border and the new border exist side by side.

Drive to the edge of Naco and the border is an imaginary line rising into the nearby hills. Only the occasional old stone monument announces that you have reached the "Boundary of the United States."

But in the middle of town, a 10-foot-high fence rises from the sandy soil. Bright sodium lamps click on at nightfall on the U.S. side, in the town of Naco, Ariz., where a vacant lot is filled with stacks of steel sheets destined to extend the new fence farther into the desert.

"The people who try to cross here don't know what they're up against," said Jose Lorenzo Villegas, mayor of the Mexican town of Naco, who has toured the U.S. Border Patrol's surveillance facilities. "They have powerful cameras everywhere. They see people crossing right away."

The Americans, Villegas concludes, "have an extraordinary vigilance" over the border here.

It was not always that way in Naco, home to 5,000 people. The border crackdown brought an end to a brief boom during which the town was a popular way station for crossers. Only a few luckless stragglers seem to find their way to Naco now.

The Mexican settlement became a popular crossing point in the late 1990s, when U.S. authorities launched a crackdown to stop the flow from Tijuana and other major cities along the border, pushing immigrants into the relatively unguarded sections of the Sonoran Desert.

"It was a big business, and a lot of people here were making a lot of money," Villegas said. Migrants stocked up on food and water here for the long trek into the United States.

But the transients' presence strained town services. The sewage system was overwhelmed, and the plaza and park filled with loiterers. On cold winter nights, Naco was forced to open its municipal auditorium and theater to house people.

At the height of the surge, an estimated 2,000 migrants from Mexico and Central America filled Naco on an average day, the mayor says. New hotels popped up, many on the unpaved streets of the town's fringes. At one point, Naco had more than 80 rooming houses to meet demand. Mexican officials detected 18 gangs in the area dedicated to robbing the migrants.

Then a few years ago, the Minutemen came.

The army of anti-immigrant activists patrolled the U.S. side and even detained some illegal immigrants. The U.S. government quickly followed with the new fence and lighting and camera systems. The new obstacles have forced would-be border crossers, and the smugglers they pay, to move even deeper into the desert.

Thousands of crossers now gather 120 miles to the southwest, in the town of Altar, and cross near the border town of Sasabe. "The mayor of Altar was even inviting the migrants to come and stay there before they crossed," Villegas says.

That has left most of the rooming houses in Naco empty. Many of their cinderblock buildings are being slowly reclaimed by the desert: About 60 rooming houses have shut down.

The few migrants seen on the streets here are usually people who have been deported by the U.S. Border Patrol. The U.S. agents routinely return illegal immigrants to Mexico via Naco's small Mexican customs station.

"They'll drop them off at any hour of the day or night," said Rene Siqueiros, a city employee. "Some of them are in bad shape."

Many of the deported migrants walk a few blocks through the quiet town to the bus station, where they wait for transportation that will take them away from Naco's border limbo. Some begin the long journey home, while others take the short trip to Altar or the border cities of Nogales or Agua Prieta, where they will meet up with smugglers and try again.

One 34-year-old man from Oaxaca, who had tried to cross with his 14-year-old daughter, said he was ready to give up after being detained and returned to Mexico by the U.S. Border Patrol three times.

"We were going to Indiana, because we have friends there," said the man, who asked not to be named. "We walked 12 hours…. And then they caught us. My daughter hurt her knee on a rock. We won't try again. It's too hard."

His daughter's despondent, sunburned face was testimony to the difficulty of even a failed crossing.

"They told us if we tried again it would be a crime and they would throw us in jail," the man said of the U.S. officials he encountered on his last attempt.

A 27-year-old man from Jalisco who crossed deep in the desert said he and his fellow migrants had been walking for nearly two days when a Border Patrol helicopter landed in front of them. "Good luck on the next try," the agents told him in Spanish.

A few people still try to cross in the center of Naco, residents say. Mayor Villegas looked out the window of his home near the central plaza the other day and saw a group of men throwing garden hoses over the fence, apparently to pull each other over the top with help from people on the other side.

Siqueiros, the city employee, was born and raised in Naco and remembers the quiet, largely fenceless town that once had a leisurely relationship with the border and the people in Naco, Ariz.

The residents of the two Nacos occasionally gather along the border for a party, keeping that tradition alive. They recently met at the spot on the western edge of town where the tall steel barrier ends. Only a low fence made of rail ties marks the border there: It is a hurdle so short and insubstantial that a toddler could cross it.

"They served hamburgers on the American side, and we served tacos on our side," Siqueiros recalled.

At first, Americans and Mexicans stayed in their respective countries, passing hamburgers and tacos across the short fence. "We were a little timid," he said.

But after a few beers, people started to loosen up. "We crossed over to the American side and they would jump over to Mexico," Siqueiros recalled. After a while, Mexicans and Americans were all mixed up on both sides on the frontier.

When the party ended, everyone stepped back into their own country and went home.

hector.tobar@latimes.com

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Well now they don't have a few beers and go home, they stay!

If Mexico had done its job of improving it's economy so that their were decent jobs and also kept their citizens in Mexico instead of helping them cross the border, this would not have happened. But Mexico feels that it is OK for them to assist their people to invade America so towns in Mexico should suffer.

There's nothing wrong with my neighbors coming into my yard for a party, but when the party is over they better go home!

When we go to AZ, we usually stop at a truck stop in, I believe, Ft. Hancock, Texas. We stop there because no way am I stopping in El Paso unless it is totally necessary.

The store is almost totally stocked with Mexican food items - snack type food, food that doesn't need refrigeration, bottled water, and Mexican juices and juice drinks.

You know it is just a stop over for the illegals.

You know this is a sad thing, years ago there were a lot of small border towns where people could just walk back and fourth, do a little shopping, visit friends ect.... I used to live near a small border town and went down there often to do these things we would even invite the Mexican volunteer firefighters to come up and train with us. There was a small check point I had to go through but I usually new the guy who was working and would talk with them for a while. We had a lot of fun and these were good times.
This is just something else the illegals have ruined for many!

Yes, my Dad lived in Del Rio for probably 40 years and my husband and I lived there for a few years.

It was a different time.