The Nuptial Blessing of Molly and Shawheen
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When I was 12 my father got a job with a nickel mine there and the whole family drove to Miami and took a ferry boat to Havana with our Studebaker and our pregnant dog named Nelly. Nicaro was a company town about 600 miles from Havana. I graduated from the eighth grade from the one room school house where children from the U.S. engineers attended.
Rachel's book is drawing a great deal of attention, with a cover review in the New York Times Sunday Book Review. She also has a web site at http://www.telexfromcuba.com/
This is a picture from Rachel's site -- of my father and the men who worked with him at the pilot plant. In the front row are Rafael Vasquez, my father, Fred Drosten, and Ernie Lado.
This is a party at our house in Cuba circa 1952. In the front row are (L to R) Mrs. Leal, Mr. McCarthy, Fiona DeFletter, Mr. Leal and someone I don't recognize. Labels: Cuba, Nicaro, Rachel Kushner, Telex from Cuba
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People waited in line for over an hour. 


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My grandmother, Eleanor Hall Martin, was somewhat of a snob. She grew up on the prairies of Iowa and Wisconsin. Her father was a surveyor staking land for the railroad, and later living "in town" as a banker in Mason City, Iowa. It was a Laura Ingals Wilder sort of life on a recently settled frontier. Eleanor was proud of herself for getting out of "the sticks" to go to college at Northwestern in Chicago and always considered herself much more cosmopolitan than her peers. She would ridicule her neighbors for having "Currier and Ives" prints on the walls of their living rooms. She had reproductions of Salvador Dali and Goya. But she did have some table mats with Currier and Ives farm house scenes-- lithographs of the rural life she had left behind. Using them on her kitchen table let people know she could eat on them, but never consider them "Art". It was sort of like having Sponge Bob table mats-- to her they were high camp. Something she could feel superior to.
And here I am, sixty five years after eating my Cheerios on those farm house mats, living in complete Currier and Ives land.


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My friend Papoletto is one of the three kings every year in the procession through East Harlem that commemorates the Christmas holiday in Puerto Rican tradition. This is from the New York Times in 1998: "Papoleto Melendez, resplendent in gold turban and furry white boots as King Gaspar, found hope in the smiling face of each child he encountered on the street. He rushed to the sidelines to greet them, slapping joyous high-fives. Not exactly kingly, but then again, he also wore dreadlocks. (''Hey, one of the kings came from Africa, right?'')
This one includes the star.
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