I left Cuba in 1961. I was a journalist filming the Bay of Pigs invasion. After filming brothers killing brothers, witnessing mountains of dead and dying bodies and then having my film confiscated, I knew I had to seek freedom. I was able to emigrate to the United States in 1961. I was very lucky.
Yes, I believe in God...my way. I never let anyone or anything control my mind, that's why I left Cuba.
I don't like the word hate. Love needs to be in my heart...I will die a happy man.