I have countless memories of my grandfather, but one that has left the deepest impression was when he shared untold stories of his youth,  the adventurous life he lived and the invaluable lessons he learned. He was larger than life and his spirit will continue to live on.

My fondest memory with my grandfather was sitting in the backyard eating caña. He’d hand them out to us one by one as he cut them and made us chew them til they were dry. It was such a small gesture yet he filled those moments with so many stories and laughter. 

I admire him at the age of 82 he still worked hard, the only reason he stopped was his eye exam for his drivers license failed him, if not, he would of kept going. Overall always able to say jokes and poems I couldn't understand how he can remember them. The only one in his family that left Cuba that I know,  a lot of courage there. May he rest in peace.

I will always remember visiting my grandfather almost every Sunday with my dad and doing what he loved most… play dominoes, from the time we got there to the time we left. Thank you for those moments.

I love you.
Your granddaughter, Ciara 

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