I remember walking to school shortly after the Cuban Missile Crisis. We were practicing ‘duck-and-cover’ drills in our classrooms, and we trained
on what to do when we saw the blinding white flash. The propaganda video clip at the top is a great example of the beliefs of the day.
Wine and Cuban Hero Che
Walking to school in the early 60's, I’d plan
where I would hide along the route just in case. One of the neighbors had a bomb shelter but
after that, it was refrigerators in garages and fireplaces as the preferred hideouts. It was a discomforting
time for the Country. President Kennedy embarrassed in the Bay of Pigs Invasion was staring down Khrushchev, the Premiere
of the former USSR in a game of nuclear chicken with continental annihilation
hanging in the balance.
With that as context, it’s surreal to find myself sitting in
a bar in Havana Cuba writing this piece and participating in an official U.S.
Trade Mission promoting California Wine. We're not promoting world peace or selling tractors. We're promoting a luxury product to a socialist country.
