I don't blame them... When Fidel Castro took over Cuba, he also took possession of my dad's pharmacy and many other businesses in Cuba. For many decades, people were loosing their possessions, their homes, their music, their religion and more... Yes, he didn't even allow Cuban citizens to pray! In fact, he also was the owner of all the food, as well! A communist with a bottomless appetite to possess, an oxymoron to it's fullest definition of communism.
My parents knew that Communism wasn't of their liking. So we all came to the U.S.A. My mother was pregnant with my sister, who was born a few days after we arrived. They were so glad to escape communism, that they named my new baby sister, after the first lady, Jacqueline!
Eventually my parents became more comfortable here in the U.S.A. but still held a grudge towards Fidel Castro. My parents died a few years back. They thought they would outlive Castro and return to Cuba one day, but unfortunately they didn't...

I guess, I will wait and hope that before I go to Cuba one day, the country will have become a democracy. That's the only way, I would be able to enjoy the island nation... When it's people are free and live in a democratic country, just like the good old U.S.A!
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