The tall loud mouth Cuban, I called my Uncle Daniel, left our world today. It’s a truly sad day for me, more so for my family in Puerto Rico.

But I am not going mourn his death, I am going to celebrate it. He was a man that over came so much, to have the life he lead. He fled Cuba by swimming. Yes you read correctly, SWIMMING. Amazing right?

I am lucky that I was able to share parts of my life with his stubborn ass, and summer vacations without his presence won’t be the same.

How will I remember him? Every memory I have of him, was on vacation filming every single moment. He’ll be greatly missed. I could still hear him saying loudly in his Cuban accent, “Oye chico!” LMAO!

Rest Uncle Daniel. Rest. You had a busy life.

Love you always,
Dee