Diaries

Telephones and Turmoil

I don’t have a problem with telephone service, but I know the trouble a lot of people experience because they don’t have one of these devices in their homes – something so indispensible in this modern era.

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“Gasolina” and the Blues

It’s easier to take him for crazy. To look at his Walt Whitman-style mane, with green leaves sometimes tangled in his white hair; the clothes he wears, as old as he is; the beard, which might remind some people of a confirmed Marxist, and his carefree gait through the streets of Caracas, with his four string guitar on his shoulder, inseparable; one might say, “Look, one more lunatic.”(9 photos)

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Me: Enemy of Community Work

There’s no shortage of people in Cuba who feel specially committed to their community. I’m referring to those who buy expensive audio equipment and they point their loud speakers toward the street, sharing the sound with the rest of the neighborhood.

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Happy New Year to All

I just had a wonderful New Year’s. Something happened in my house we hadn’t seen in years. No, it didn’t have to do with any inheritance, nor did anyone hit the lottery. I didn’t stumble upon a briefcase full of money, nor did they give my father a trip abroad.

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My New Years in Jibacoa

I vividly remember the story told by Uncle Lindo, who one day went to the general store to ask if anyone was interested in breeding their hog with his sow and sharing the profits.

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