Wilbert came to see us at the boat. He talked about growing up in the states, serving in the U.S. army, meeting his wife in Germany and moving to Cuba where she was originally from. He talked about how poor the people are and when he goes to the States every six months to see his sister and get his pension that he keeps in an account in the states he brings back as much as he can. He asked that if we returned could we bring baseballs bats and gloves. Cubans love their baseball and there of course is a shortage of such items for the poor.
He insisted that we come and visit his home and family so Tom and I rode our bikes to his home the next day. In his home is he and his wife, grandma, Aunt and husband and Aunts special needs adult daughter!! He gave us a tour of the second floor he is adding so that he and his wife could have their own private space to live. They have several pit bulls and a young man was cutting up the throw away meat from the market to feed them. Dog food is hard to come by.
They have an interesting religion that involves highly decorated statues around the home. Wilbert told us the name but after asking twice and still not understanding what he said I let it go. Since Tom had so much fun playing dominos in the yard when we met Wilbert we brought our dominos to show the family how to play chicken foot. No Im not kidding, they cleaned off the table and we set up the dominos. Even grandma wanted to learn to play and was so excited when she could yell "chicken foot"! After a rousing game and Auntie doing the dance of joy for winning we headed back to the boat on our bikes.
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