Guardians of The Lambsfoot!

RALF and Diego got the call today.

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My girlfriend's father's family fled to Cuba to escape the horrors of the Spanish civil war. A generation later her father, with his wife and infant daughter (my girlfriend's older sister) fled back to Spain to escape the horrors of the Cuban revolution. Fearing a further revolution in Spain upon the demise of Francisco Franco, he left Spain for Miami, FL, USA. Though he barely spoke English at the time, he secured a position at Anheuser-Busch as a delivery driver and worked his way up to a fleet supervisor position from which he eventually retired.

Before escaping to Spain, his family was stripped of all property and possessions by Fidel Castro's illegitimate and barbaric regime, and his father (a policeman under the former regime) was imprisoned - his profession being his only crime.

During his first escape attempt, engine problems struck their boat and he and four others were arrested, imprisoned, and tortured in the murderous Che Guevara's "La Cabaña" prison, a converted Spanish Fortress on one end of Havana Bay, in "El Morro" the even older, and even more inhospitable, Spanish fortress on the other side of the harbor, and various other unsavory locations spread over the majority of the country.

We hang out a lot - shooting pool, going bowling, or just sitting, talking, and drinking coffee. Today, we were talking about pocket knives and I brought up the lambsfoot pattern. He was unfamiliar, asked to see one - and I asked to take a pic. He agreed.

Here y'all go:

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birdsbeaks said:
My girlfriend's father's family fled to Cuba to escape the horrors of the Spanish civil war. A generation later her father, with his wife and infant daughter (my girlfriend's older sister) fled back to Spain to escape the horrors of the Cuban revolution. Fearing a further revolution in Spain upon the demise of Francisco Franco, he left Spain for Miami, FL, USA. Though he barely spoke English at the time, he secured a position at Anheuser-Busch as a delivery driver and worked his way up to a fleet supervisor position from which he eventually retired.

Before escaping to Spain, his family was stripped of all property and possessions by Fidel Castro's illegitimate and barbaric regime, and his father (a policeman under the former regime) was imprisoned - his profession being his only crime.

During his first escape attempt, engine problems struck their boat and he and four others were arrested, imprisoned, and tortured in the murderous Che Guevara's "La Cabaña" prison, a converted Spanish Fortress on one end of Havana Bay, in "El Morro" the even older, and even more inhospitable, Spanish fortress on the other side of the harbor, and various other unsavory locations spread over the majority of the country.

We hang out a lot - shooting pool, going bowling, or just sitting, talking, and drinking coffee. Today, we were talking about pocket knives and I brought up the lambsfoot pattern. He was unfamiliar, asked to see one - and I asked to take a pic. He agreed.

Here y'all go:

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Them hands have a lot of history, and are more interesting in this picture than the barlow!

Thanks for sharing the story.
 
birdsbeaks said:
My girlfriend's father's family fled to Cuba to escape the horrors of the Spanish civil war. A generation later her father, with his wife and infant daughter (my girlfriend's older sister) fled back to Spain to escape the horrors of the Cuban revolution. Fearing a further revolution in Spain upon the demise of Francisco Franco, he left Spain for Miami, FL, USA. Though he barely spoke English at the time, he secured a position at Anheuser-Busch as a delivery driver and worked his way up to a fleet supervisor position from which he eventually retired.

Before escaping to Spain, his family was stripped of all property and possessions by Fidel Castro's illegitimate and barbaric regime, and his father (a policeman under the former regime) was imprisoned - his profession being his only crime.

During his first escape attempt, engine problems struck their boat and he and four others were arrested, imprisoned, and tortured in the murderous Che Guevara's "La Cabaña" prison, a converted Spanish Fortress on one end of Havana Bay, in "El Morro" the even older, and even more inhospitable, Spanish fortress on the other side of the harbor, and various other unsavory locations spread over the majority of the country.

We hang out a lot - shooting pool, going bowling, or just sitting, talking, and drinking coffee. Today, we were talking about pocket knives and I brought up the lambsfoot pattern. He was unfamiliar, asked to see one - and I asked to take a pic. He agreed.

Here y'all go:

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A story that tugs at the soul. Thanks for sharing. So glad you can enjoy his companionship and absorb his family history.😍
 
birdsbeaks said:
My girlfriend's father's family fled to Cuba to escape the horrors of the Spanish civil war. A generation later her father, with his wife and infant daughter (my girlfriend's older sister) fled back to Spain to escape the horrors of the Cuban revolution. Fearing a further revolution in Spain upon the demise of Francisco Franco, he left Spain for Miami, FL, USA. Though he barely spoke English at the time, he secured a position at Anheuser-Busch as a delivery driver and worked his way up to a fleet supervisor position from which he eventually retired.

Before escaping to Spain, his family was stripped of all property and possessions by Fidel Castro's illegitimate and barbaric regime, and his father (a policeman under the former regime) was imprisoned - his profession being his only crime.

During his first escape attempt, engine problems struck their boat and he and four others were arrested, imprisoned, and tortured in the murderous Che Guevara's "La Cabaña" prison, a converted Spanish Fortress on one end of Havana Bay, in "El Morro" the even older, and even more inhospitable, Spanish fortress on the other side of the harbor, and various other unsavory locations spread over the majority of the country.

We hang out a lot - shooting pool, going bowling, or just sitting, talking, and drinking coffee. Today, we were talking about pocket knives and I brought up the lambsfoot pattern. He was unfamiliar, asked to see one - and I asked to take a pic. He agreed.

Here y'all go:

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Epic!!!! Awesome post and wonderfully written.

People like you is why I sound like an illiterate child here 😂.
 
birdsbeaks said:
My girlfriend's father's family fled to Cuba to escape the horrors of the Spanish civil war. A generation later her father, with his wife and infant daughter (my girlfriend's older sister) fled back to Spain to escape the horrors of the Cuban revolution. Fearing a further revolution in Spain upon the demise of Francisco Franco, he left Spain for Miami, FL, USA. Though he barely spoke English at the time, he secured a position at Anheuser-Busch as a delivery driver and worked his way up to a fleet supervisor position from which he eventually retired.

Before escaping to Spain, his family was stripped of all property and possessions by Fidel Castro's illegitimate and barbaric regime, and his father (a policeman under the former regime) was imprisoned - his profession being his only crime.

During his first escape attempt, engine problems struck their boat and he and four others were arrested, imprisoned, and tortured in the murderous Che Guevara's "La Cabaña" prison, a converted Spanish Fortress on one end of Havana Bay, in "El Morro" the even older, and even more inhospitable, Spanish fortress on the other side of the harbor, and various other unsavory locations spread over the majority of the country.

We hang out a lot - shooting pool, going bowling, or just sitting, talking, and drinking coffee. Today, we were talking about pocket knives and I brought up the lambsfoot pattern. He was unfamiliar, asked to see one - and I asked to take a pic. He agreed.

Here y'all go:

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Those men of that era were a different breed, bloody resilient 🙂

Great photo mate.
 
choombak said:
Them hands have a lot of history, and are more interesting in this picture than the barlow!

Thanks for sharing the story.
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Thank you!

Rufus1949 said:
A story that tugs at the soul. Thanks for sharing. So glad you can enjoy his companionship and absorb his family history.😍
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Thanks, Bob. I find the history fascinating and it's recent enough that I can still talk to people who lived it.

Jakeywax31 said:
Epic!!!! Awesome post and wonderfully written.

People like you is why I sound like an illiterate child here 😂.
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"... are why I sound like an illiterate child here." 😂

Thanks, Paul I appreciate the kind words - no matter their grammatical accuracy! 🤣

Hatchet_Jack said:
Those men of that era were a different breed, bloody resilient 🙂

Great photo mate.
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Thank you, my friend. Of all the things I could be, I think I'd choose "resilient."
 
birdsbeaks said:
My girlfriend's father's family fled to Cuba to escape the horrors of the Spanish civil war. A generation later her father, with his wife and infant daughter (my girlfriend's older sister) fled back to Spain to escape the horrors of the Cuban revolution. Fearing a further revolution in Spain upon the demise of Francisco Franco, he left Spain for Miami, FL, USA. Though he barely spoke English at the time, he secured a position at Anheuser-Busch as a delivery driver and worked his way up to a fleet supervisor position from which he eventually retired.

Before escaping to Spain, his family was stripped of all property and possessions by Fidel Castro's illegitimate and barbaric regime, and his father (a policeman under the former regime) was imprisoned - his profession being his only crime.

During his first escape attempt, engine problems struck their boat and he and four others were arrested, imprisoned, and tortured in the murderous Che Guevara's "La Cabaña" prison, a converted Spanish Fortress on one end of Havana Bay, in "El Morro" the even older, and even more inhospitable, Spanish fortress on the other side of the harbor, and various other unsavory locations spread over the majority of the country.

We hang out a lot - shooting pool, going bowling, or just sitting, talking, and drinking coffee. Today, we were talking about pocket knives and I brought up the lambsfoot pattern. He was unfamiliar, asked to see one - and I asked to take a pic. He agreed.

Here y'all go:

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Love reading this, would LOVE to share a lunch and drink with that man, in a short conversation, I am sure we could be that much more of an educated person in life.
Love the Knife too :)
 
Campbellclanman said:
Love reading this, would LOVE to share a lunch and drink with that man, in a short conversation, I am sure we could be that much more of an educated person in life.
Love the Knife too :)
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Thank you, Duncan! He's definitely seen a lot and talking to him is certainly educational - and entertaining! He used to present a fairly stern disposition but he's become quite the comedian in his later years! 😂

I'm certain he'd be interested in learning about New Zealand as well - another island with a complex, tumultuous, and sometimes bloody past!

Here's another shot of the knife - minus those distracting, hard-worn hands!

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