The Zapata tales.

I got these lines from his blog, it gives you the synopsis of how He ended up in some small town in Mexico .

Down Mejico Way
After 55 years of toil and trouble, a tall American boy flew south solo with the clothes on his back and two suitcases, knowing no one and speaking no Spanish . . .

. . . to the world of lovely women, impossible men, tortillas, burros, illogic and lies. Now he´s dancing the rest of his days away . . . .

. . . and speaking Spanish every day with the beautiful Mexican girl he married.

And so goes destiny.