February 15

Me in as a kid in cuba 1972


I grew up in a small town of Matanzas Cuba, my maternal grandfather was a “Carretero”, taking sugar cane from the fields to a centralize location with a bullock ox cart. This was a big two-wheel cart pulled in many cases by one to three pairs of oxen, the workers were paid by the weight of their cargo. Many times, the work consisted of walking along the cart while guiding the oxen.

Carreteros Cuba

Carreteros Cuba

I remember riding with my grandfather on horseback. I have early memories of him teaching me to identify the birds by their calling sounds, the trees and learning to orientate myself on the land. My love for nature comes from those early memories to this day I like to listen to bird callings and been able to identify them, it always takes me back to those days.

My grandpa’s name was Leopoldo Garcia, he was an honest and hardworking men, he will collect everything he found on the fields, every nut and bolts, every piece of iron or rusted tool. He kept these “treasures” on his backyard shack, friends will come to the house asking him for permission to look thru the boxes in search for something need it. My grandfather also built this little chair I’m sitting on this picture.

Alexis Martin Cuba 1972

Alexis Martin Cuba 1972

Abuelo Leopoldo was so generous, I also remember him sharing part of his crop from a small garden in the backyard with neighbors and on a weekly basis. He would take groceries by horse for a friend who lived in a nearby mountain, and I would happily tag along for the ride uphill and enjoyed the rest of the day fishing on a lake near his friend’s house.

Looking at this picture It brings me back to those days to my grandpa.  As a kid I used to run around the town with friends hunting with a slingshot, collecting fruits, and playing. I feel very lucky to have all these happy memories as a kid as well as very fortunate to have the little pieces of Abuelo Leopoldo, his honesty and work habits, with me to this day.


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  1. Thanks fort the story, it reminds me of my days growing up in Trinidad and Tobago West Indies I too had the same challenges in my youthful days just the same as you too numerous to mention but keep going forward my brother never backward. RevRaymond Isaac.

  2. Muchas gracias por compartir tus memorias,todo muy hermoso , me hizo recordar todas esas memorias con mis padres alla en cuernavaca morelos Mexico, muchas gracias por compartir la foto y todas esas memorias con su abuelito, muchas bendiciones para usted y toda su familia

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