Memories from here:
Skin diving in the most colorful place I knew up to that time.

My roommate, Steve Thomas, teletype (2572?), whom I have been searching for since 1975.

Looking at Cuban soldiers across two fences and a very short distance.

Hearing a message, "Fidel Castro hay muerto" three times, preparing to send a flash before then hearing, "Esto hay un testo", also three times.  That was the only time I used my Spanish in the Marines.

People I have found:  None, yet.

People I want to find:  Steve Thomas.

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