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So that's really just very southern, right by the border, right at the border. Yeah, it's not well at the end on the other side, but the border. The only other things I can find is that other numbers really aren't that much. Because one of them is right in between all the other text, which is talking about there wasn't a mother over there. It didn't really have a son hanging by his thread. Oh, it's a girl. And then the other one that I really liked was your wife. Okay, the first one's from the first chapter. And it's each day I would look at myself in the mirror.
Every day I would look at myself in the mirror. All right, good. Let's do it one more time just for safety. Each day I would look at myself in the mirror. Okay, the second world war given all the sorrow that came with it was the greatest thing that ever happened to the Hispanic population of New Mexico. The second world war given all the sorrow that came with it was the greatest thing that happened to the Hispanic population of New Mexico. Very nice. And let's do it one more time for safety.
The second world war given all the sorrow that came with it was the greatest thing that happened to the Hispanic population of New Mexico. Very nice. And I can tighten up some of that if there's no worry about that because I do very slowly sometimes. That's fine. I want you to take your time. The second sentence is it opened up our eyes. We saw vistas and horizons. We didn't even think existed. It opened our eyes. We saw vistas and horizons that we didn't even know existed. Very nice one more time please. It opened our eyes. It opened our eyes. We saw vistas and horizons that we didn't even know existed. Very nice.
The New Panorama provided an expansion of the Spirit. The New Panorama provided an expansion of the Spirit. Now we wanted something more. Now we wanted something more. Now we wanted something more. We had become accustomed to something more. We had become accustomed to something more. One more time please. We had become accustomed to something more. Terrific. Okay, I'll keep rolling here. I hold a reverent and deep love for the mountains and the life I knew there. I have a love and a deep reverence for the mountains and the life I laid. That's okay. I hold a reverent and deep love for the mountains and the life I knew there.
I hold a reverence and a deep love for the mountains and the life I lived there. Let me pause for just a second. I know him pretty well. I hold a reverent and deep love for the mountains and the life I knew in Tierra Amaria. I hold a deep. No, no, okay. I hold a reverent and deep love. I hold a reverent and deep love for the mountains and the life I knew in Tierra Amaria. One more time.
I hold a reverent and deep love for the mountains and the life I knew in Tierra Amaria. The mountains made me a hispanel first and an American next. The mountains made me a the mountains made me an hispanel first and an American next. They were worth fighting for. They were worth fighting for. Many did and died. Many did and died. Some of us did and don't forget. Some of us did and don't forget. Let's put that all together then. They were worth fighting for. Many did and died. Some of us did and don't forget.
They were worth fighting for. Many did and died. Some of us did and don't forget. We all knew that each one's survival depended on the performance of each one of the others. We all knew that each one's survival depended on the performance of each one of the others. Our destinies were linked for the duration. That ship would carry us to victory and into the future. That ship would carry us to victory and into the future.
Or it would be our coffin and our end. Or it would be our coffin and our end. It would be our coffin and our end. Okay, here we go. I don't think any of us could sleep that night in the same bed. We'll break it up. It's a long sentence. I don't think any of us could sleep that night in the same bed. Or a comrade who is no longer with us had slept. Or a comrade who is no longer with us had slept. We'll do that one more time and I want to make sure you say it was no longer with us. Was no longer with us? Yeah. Or a comrade who was no longer with us had slept. Okay.
I don't think anyone of us could sleep that night on that same bed. We're a comrade who was no longer with us had slept. Terrific. Okay, now we're getting into that explosion on the runway. I saw an American foot and an American shoe. I saw an American foot in an American shoe. I didn't want to see anymore. I didn't want to see anymore. I withdrew severely wounded. I withdrew severely wounded. Sick to my soul and to my body. Sick to my soul and to my body. I cried long and slow. I cried long and slow.
All alone in the silence. Okay, we'll put that last sentence all together. I cried long and slow. All alone in silence. Wait a minute. I cried long and slow. All alone in silence. Terrific. Okay, now we're moving into combat. And it's the whole time thing. It was a time of dying. It was a time of dying. It was a time of sorrow and tears. It was a time of sorrow and tears. The Angel of Death was flying insanely over the earth. Coming down half-hazardly to kiss the forehead. Coming down half-hazardly to kiss the forehead.
Let's do that one more time. Coming down half-hazardly to kiss the forehead. Of an innocent young man in uniform. Of an innocent young man in uniform. Of an innocent young man in uniform. A river of corpses flooded the cemeteries. A river of corpses flooded the cemeteries. And other unknown graves. And other unknown graves. And filled them with blood, bones, and flesh. It was a time of living. It was a time of living. It was a time of joy and laughter. It was a time of joy and laughter.
The people danced and sang as never before. The people danced and sang as never before. The people danced and sang as never before. To the beat and sound of a celestial orchestra. To the beat and sound of a celestial orchestra. Life became a dream. Life became a dream. An illusion. An illusion. A fantasy. We enjoyed and savored every moment that destiny gave us. We enjoyed and savored every moment that destiny gave us. Just in case we woke up. Just in case we woke up. When you live out your emotions, life becomes a novel, a drama, a poem. When you live out of your emotions, life becomes a drama, a novel, a poem.
Let's see that one more time. When you live out your emotions, life becomes a novel, a drama, a poem. When you live out of your emotions, life becomes a novel, a drama, a poem. You're so good. Okay, moving on. It was a time of war. It was a time of war. The people were in a state of war. The people were in a state of war. There wasn't a man, woman, or child. There wasn't a man, woman, or child. Who wasn't fired up by the rays, flashes, and explosions? Who wasn't fired up by the rays, flashes, and explosions? The bombs and guns in the battlefield.
I'll just start again. The bombs and guns in the battlefield skies and seas far away. Of the guns and bombs of the battlefields, skies and seas far away. There wasn't an American who didn't carry. There wasn't an American who didn't carry. In his nostrils, the stench of death. In his nostrils, the stench of death. Okay, let's put that last sentence together. There wasn't an American who didn't carry in his nostrils, the stench of death. There wasn't an American who didn't carry in his nostrils, the stench of death. Very nice. Here's my favorite.
What a lonely loneliness. How was that? What a lonely loneliness. What a lonely loneliness. Outside the plane, out of the earth, outside of time. How did it begin again? Outside the plane. Outside of the earth, outside of time. We'll take it one step at a time. No, no, no, no, I can. Outside of the plane. Out of the earth. Outside of time. Shot through space like an errant comet. Shot through space like an errant comet. By forces beyond my control.
By forces beyond my control. Okay, let's try that again. What a lonely loneliness. What a lonely loneliness. Outside the plane. I was just going to take it one step outside the plane, out of the earth, outside of time. Outside the plane, out of the earth, outside of time. Very nice. I want to ask your favorite for me. Yeah. What a lonely loneliness, you're really dramatizing it. I'd like to have when we pulled it back a little bit. It was a little more of a simpler statement. Do you try one for me like that? More dramatic or less dramatic? Lest dramatic. What a lonely loneliness. I thought it was a good line. I think it's a great line.
I'm just trying to like to hear it just differently. You know, a loneliness. What a lonely loneliness. One more time. What a lonely loneliness. Again. No, that's perfect. I felt the blow on my side. I felt the blow on my side. Can I, let me stop for a second. I felt the blow on my side. A piece of shrapnel, the size of my fist. A piece of shrapnel, the size of my fist. Hit the parachute I carried on my left side. Hit the parachute I carried on my left side. With such force, it knocked me out. With such force, that it knocked me out. I thought I had been killed.
I thought I had been killed. In that swift clairvoyance that comes at the moment of death. In that swift clairvoyance that comes at the moment of death. To fall into the hands of those fierce antagonists. What's far more frightening? What's far more frightening? That an instantaneous, clean, noble death. Then an instantaneous, clean, noble death. Each one of us voted one by one. Each one of us voted one by one. Put it into a dive. Put it into a dive. The flames reached us far back as my ball turned.
The flames reached us far back as my ball turned. One more time, please. The flames reached us far back as my dirt. What you're doing is you're leaning in on me again and I can hear you. One more time. The flames reached us far back as my dirt. I can do it again for you. I was just trying to give it to the noise if you're moving up. Let's give them something to remember us by. Let's give them something to remember us by. Okay, let's start for a second. I'm going to change step forward.
Series
¡Colores!
Episode Number
1008
Episode
Mayhem was Our Business: Memorias de un Veterano
Raw Footage
Sabine Ulibarri Mayhem Read 1
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KNME-TV (Television station : Albuquerque, N.M.)
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New Mexico PBS (Albuquerque, New Mexico)
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Sabine Ulibarrí reads lines from his book Mayhem. (Audio only)
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This is raw footage for COLORES! #1008 “Mayhem was Our Business: Memorias de un Veterano.” For Memorial Day, New Mexico’s renowned author and poet, Sabine Ulibarri, shows viewers a different side. He gives a humorous, chilling and poignant account of his experiences as a ball turret gunner on a B-17 bomber during W.W.II. Born in Tierra Amarilla, Ulibarri, discusses his great pride in New Mexico, the patriotism of northern Hispanics, naming his bomber “El Lobo”, horrendous bombing missions, watching comrades die, and his overall view of war.
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Ulibarrí reads lines from his book Mayhem. (Audio only)
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00:20:57.457
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Producing Organization: KNME-TV (Television station : Albuquerque, N.M.)
Speaker: Ulibarrí, Sabine Reyes
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Chicago: “¡Colores!; 1008; Mayhem was Our Business: Memorias de un Veterano; Sabine Ulibarri Mayhem Read 1,” New Mexico PBS, American Archive of Public Broadcasting (GBH and the Library of Congress), Boston, MA and Washington, DC, accessed August 4, 2025, http://americanarchive.org/catalog/cpb-aacip-191-945qg40z.
MLA: “¡Colores!; 1008; Mayhem was Our Business: Memorias de un Veterano; Sabine Ulibarri Mayhem Read 1.” New Mexico PBS, American Archive of Public Broadcasting (GBH and the Library of Congress), Boston, MA and Washington, DC. Web. August 4, 2025. <http://americanarchive.org/catalog/cpb-aacip-191-945qg40z>.
APA: ¡Colores!; 1008; Mayhem was Our Business: Memorias de un Veterano; Sabine Ulibarri Mayhem Read 1. Boston, MA: New Mexico PBS, American Archive of Public Broadcasting (GBH and the Library of Congress), Boston, MA and Washington, DC. Retrieved from http://americanarchive.org/catalog/cpb-aacip-191-945qg40z