"Freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction. We didn't pass it to our children in the bloodstream. It must be fought for, protected, and handed on for them to do the same, or one day we will spend our sunset years telling our children and our children's children what it was once like in the United States where men were free." - President Ronald Reagan
We stayed at a hotel the night before because our home had been closed by the authorities after the “inventario” or inventory.
In other words, they checked each and everyone of our household belongings to make sure that we had not moved anything between “el telegrama” or our authorization to leave and the actual departure date.
This is what what totalitarian regimes do! They have no respect for people, specially those who disagree with them.
As I recall, it was a nice July morning in Cuba.
We took a taxi to the airport and ended up in Mexico that night.
Between eating breakfast in Havana and going to sleep in Mexico City, our plane’s landing gear did not open until the pilot made one last attempt to land, a Mexican reporter spoke to my dad about the situation in Cuba and we got a taste of tacos in Mexico.
It was one of the longest days of my life!
I will never forget this day. I can still see the look in my parents’ face when the plane left Cuba.
Most of all, I will miss my father today because he always had something to add to my memories of that fateful day that changed my life.
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