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July 2, 1964 and the day we left Cuba

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Like 50 years ago, I will spend today with my parents, brother & sister.

We will be at a niece's wedding and reminiscing about this day so many years ago.

Once again, I thank my parents, and all of the parents of that generation, for making the tough decision to leave their homeland.

It gave me a chance to grow up in freedom, something that I realize everytime I meet someone who had to stay in Cuba.

HAPPY FREEDOM DAY!

 

3 comments to July 2, 1964 and the day we left Cuba

  • Ricardo

    Well here is something I can relate to. You suffered two more years than us. Yes freedom is everything!

  • asombra

    Freedom is everything? Not according to the send-Elián-back crowd.

  • Ricardo

    Asombra, couldn't agree with you more. Those send-Elian-back crowd were and still are a despicable bunch. I ask why do people like Gloria Estefan support the Democratic party? Something about Yoani also makes my stomach turn too, I guess she is no Biscet. But what do I know?