Village of Columbus and Camp Furlong is an historic district that includes portions of what is now the town of Columbus, New Mexico, Pancho Villa State Park, and an airfield, all in Columbus, New Mexico. It was the site of a raid led by Pancho Villa in 1916 that had wide impacts.
The Village of Columbus and Camp Furlong historic district was declared a National Historic Landmark in 1975.
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