Morenci is not a ghost town like Jerome, Arizona because there is nothing there for ghosts to haunt. I believe instead, it's a spirit town and it haunts its former residents in their dreams.
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Morenci has more of a hold on me now than when I was a child growing up in the shadow of the smokestack. Back then, as much as it was my haven, it was also a source of pain. I knew from an early age on that I would leave Morenci as soon as I was old enough and seek my future elsewhere.
What was it like for a Chicana to grow up in Morenci? Enter my memories of Morenci to find out how Morenci forged me into the person I am: Elena Díaz Herrera Björkquist.