‘Next year in Cuba,’ someday perhaps

Despite the somewhat misleading title of this Op-Ed piece in the Los Angeles Times by Cuban American Vanessa Garcia, many of the thoughts and dilemmas regarding travel to Cuba she expresses here are shared by many American Born Cubans, like myself.

Breaking the family embargo

Someday, I will make ‘Next year in Cuba’ a reality.


[…] I am an ABC — an American-born Cuban. I have a U.S. passport, but I also have Cuban parents and grandparents who brought me up speaking Spanish at home. I learned about Cuban contemporary politics at the dinner table and in broadcasts from the hand-held radio that rarely left my grandfather’s ear.

Growing up, one of the phrases I heard most often was: “Next year in Cuba.” That wistful chant evoked all things related to “yesteryear’s Cuba,” our marinated version of Proust’s Madeline, a touchstone for the country my relatives left behind. Every Christmas, New Year’s, Thanksgiving and birthday, it was always the same: “Next year in Cuba.”

So why have I never gone? Why did that year never come?

I’ve wanted to go since I was old enough to realize that Miami was not Havana, that there was an original out there of our carbon copy. The irony was that the same people who fanned my desire were also the ones who impeded it. As much as my parents and grandparents wanted me to go to Cuba, and to return themselves, they could not imagine any of us going until the Castros were dead and the communists out of power.

Various American presidents have imposed or maintained their own embargoes. But the one that kept me from visiting Cuba was a familial embargo, one that encompassed not just politics but also filial love and expectations. Every time I have planned a trip, my family has erected a wall. They have denied my “exit permit.”

On one occasion, I’d navigated days worth of red tape, secured hotel reservations and actually had in my hands a $500 plane ticket to Cuba. I was on my way. Until my mother insisted she would, literally, have a heart attack if I went to Cuba, and that if I did not want her death on my hands, I would have to stay home or go somewhere else.

She reminded me how one of my grandfathers was imprisoned in Cuba for 15 years in connection with anti-Castro activity, and how my other grandfather had barely escaped with his life. She told me once again about how my uncle, while imprisoned by the Castro regime, had been tortured with electric shocks. After his release, he remained so traumatized that he landed in a mental institution in Spain for a year, during which he did not speak a single word.

If I thought I would be safe because I was American, my mother warned, I should think again. Just look at Alan Gross, she intoned: an American working on “international development,” sitting in a Cuban prison for alleged “crimes against the state,” though he claims he was only bringing cellphones and computer equipment to the Jewish community on the island.

I lost the money I’d prepaid for my trip and stayed home.


Many Cuban-born Cubans living in the U.S. have settled into being American not just on paper but also in their hearts and habits. And some of those who most fervently wished to return have grown too old. My grandfather is 90 now and will never return. My father, who thought he would one day return, living half his time in Cuba and half in the U.S, died before that was possible.

One day, I will finally visit Cuba. And when I do, I will be doing it for my father, for my grandfathers, and for myself.

Read the entire Op-Ed HERE.

2 thoughts on “‘Next year in Cuba,’ someday perhaps”

  1. She should be grateful and proud that her family has such dignity, but I note a tone of resentment or exasperation in her piece, though perhaps she’s simply too Americanized to really get it. If she visits Cuba as a tourist under current conditions, she WILL be helping to support Castro, Inc. and playing into its filthy, bloody hands, and she will dishonor her family and its sacrifices–which saved her from that hellhole and secured a far better life for her. Alas, she may fear appearing too “intransigent” or “conservative” to her associates in LA, where assorted contemptible Hollywood cretins hold sway. No Cuban owes anybody any explanation, let alone any apology, for being intransigently opposed to Castro, Inc. Absolutely NONE. Don’t EVER feel obligated to justify that to people, especially if you detect even the slightest whiff of bad faith.

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