A Diplomat’s Dependent Post by Tom Buzbee And they crashed together in an orgasmic explosion! Well, that’s a better start than some, but I gotta be real. I am sure that hundreds of books or stories have started by asking, “Where do I start?” and answering “At...
Political Asylum in Puerto Rico A couple of years ago my mother gave me a huge scrapbook that she had put together about my father. Among other things, there are invitations to most of the receptions that he attended around the world, to things like presidential...
The Creep By the time I turned three, my family had gone from a normal family living in the outskirts of Santo Domingo dealing with “normal” day-to-day issues, to having my father jailed as a political prisoner, my mother harassed daily, renting out...
Kidnapping Attempt In 1957 my parents were enjoying some semblance of normality and peace after the tumultuous years or phony trials, persecution, and jailing of my father. Out on “loan” to Benitez Rexach, my father was the captain of the Moineau Yacht...
The Navy, The Britos & The Quetzal In 1962 The investigations into political crimes committed by the Trujillo regime was under way. My father was called to testify about the disappearance of the Brito – On July 20, 1951 the Quetzal, commanded by Alfredo Brito,...
