MY DAD AND MY ISLAND IN THE SUN
On this day and every day, especially on Fathers Day, I recall my dear old dad and how much he loved my mom, and his island in the sun. I have fond memories and wonderful recollections of living with my family in El Bosque de La Habana inside the Republic of Cuba.
One fateful day, my family decided to leave after Castro nationalized the banks. I was a a young boy then, and even though I had no idea what was happening, since then I have always wanted to return, but I have never been successful.