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I was born a child of the revolution. Conceived in Havana to my Sephardic father and my Louisiana mother, I was briskly flown to Miami to be born because Fidel Castro had marched into Havana in March 1959, two months before my due date. For 55 years, I’ve lived in a country that has refused to recognize the suffering of the Cuban people and instead upheld an embargo to make sure they suffered even more so because of a revolution that took place 55 years ago. Don’t get me wrong, the Cuban people in Miami – some of them relatives – are part of the reason for that embargo – because they dreamed of taking back the Cuba that belonged to them (natch).

And today President Obama has lifted the EMBARGO – say what? I’m doing the happy rhumba. I cannot wait to go back to Cuba and see my cousins. The land of sangre y sol. Who knows, I may even move there. Cuba, baby – now, that’s a revolution! Obamanos.

This photograph is my mom and dad at a nightclub in Cuba – they epitomized Havana cool – my father with his swagger and Cuban rhythm and my mother with her Hollywood good looks. Wow – dynamite.

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