
I want to take a moment today and remember my uncle Orlando who passed away earlier this year.
We recall Uncle Jose who passed away in late '08!
We salute our grandfathers!
My grandfather Pedro was born in Asturias, Spain. (I still remember that heavy Spanish accent!)
My grandfather Silvio used to take us to the fish market often. (I remember that he loved to eat oysters!)
My father, and my two late uncles, came to the US and started all over again.
They left Cuba to give their children a better life, and specially an opportunity to grow up in freedom following the island's communist takeover.
Thanks for doing that!
We know that it wasn't easy and we are grateful for the sacrifice.
This is from George Strait and a song about a father's love:








