Posted by: Ed Foster Jr.
The boys and the field were mostly a blur, when Arnold shouted at our driver to stop the van.From the side of the road on the outskirts of Havana, Cuba we watched the sandlot baseball game in progress with seven young players sharing two mitts, … Continue Reading →
Posted by: Ed Foster Jr.
I do enjoy Saturday mornings. It’s a time I awake a little later and relax. It’s a great time to catch a couple of web surfing waves. When I scurried over to the Hasselblad Owners’ Club site today it was really cool to see that … Continue Reading →
Posted by: Ed Foster Jr.
There are two subjects that really spark a fire in the eyes Patricia Rodríguez Alomá. One is Habana Vieja (Old Havana) in Cuba, and the other is her nonagenarian father, Dr. Rubén Rodríguez Gavaldá. They are both a part of her heritage and her awe. … Continue Reading →