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From a letter I wrote to my dear Cuban friend
Doctor Louis Gonzalez in 1997 just before
he died.
"Those rusted iron bars will still remain
on your balcony window - later, when you
have ceased to peer out at the passing throng
in Municipio Street below. After you're gone,
the bare lamp-bulb by the door at street
level beneath will still attract moths and
still swing in the evening breeze to the
forgotten tunes of your youth from the radios
that blare forth the sounds of
beating guitars.
It was no more than a passing comment by
me regarding the above wistful photograph
of my Cuban friend Dr Louis Rolando Gonzalez,
shirtless because of the heat, sitting on
his veranda enjoying a beer. The picture
shows him looking through the window-bars
of his balcony of his second floor apartment
dwelling in Havana. We had been "pen-friends" since 1959
the year that Fidel Castro came to power
and established the communist government
to 1997, the year that he passed away. It
was an incredibly close and intimate correspondence
lasting over 38-years particularly the last
couple of years when the realisation of our
mutual mortality began to occupy our minds.
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