Susana (Susy) Garrandés Gonzalez

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Yes, I'll be there, Dios mediante. I'm a guest of Jorge Viera, so I'll be at his table.

Message by Eloísa Echazábal | Nov 21st 2013

Thank you, Susana. And a Happy Thanksgiving Day to you too! Jose Antonio Amaro Reyes.

Message by Jose A. Amaro Reyes | Nov 21st 2013

El mensaje anterior se envió sin querer. Gracias a Dios logré reunirme con ellos y mi hermano pudo salir de la carcel donde fué uno de los presos plantados. Mis padres llegaron a celebrar sus 70 años de matrimonio, los habrán iguales pero no mejores. Gracias por tus palabras y en algún momento tendré el placer de estrechar su mano

Message by Ramón Luis de Guzmán Chaple | Nov 7th 2013

Dear Susy, I am so sorry that I am finding this website so late and just learned about Jorge. I went to school with Antonio in Evansville Indiana. We were very close and I think of him all the time--in fact, he is one of the reasons that I decided to adopt a little boy from an orphanage in Russia. I have such wonderfully fond memories of Antonio. We lived through the woods from the Hillenbrands. I would love to email him if he has email. He spoke so lovingly of his mother, you and Jorge. I hope you receive this message. My condolences to you and yours regarding Jorge. I felt as if I knew him!

Message by Stephanie Kempf | Aug 21st 2013

The following is another testament to the character and benevolence of the angel God sent to protect us the Pedro Pan children. Stories about Msgr. Bryan O. Walsh # 16 Father Walsh by Juan Pujol- June 16, 2013 Today is Father's Day and I have decided to sit down and write a few lines about someone who I consider that although he was not a father himself became a true Father to many of us. The first time I saw Father Walsh, as we used to call him back then, he was visiting Matecumbe to meet with some of us and listen to our grievances about the way meals were being served. Very respectfully, we explained what we thought was going on, he listened and we saw a change. Shortly after that, I was sent to St. Raphael's Hall and our contact was more often, especially when I had to see him because I did not meet curfew. On certain weeknights I would work for a few hours in a window factory near St. Raphael’s. I needed the money to buy medicines for my dad in Cuba and to go out with my girlfriend and friends. One night Father Walsh was waiting for me. Very patiently he heard all the good reasons that I had for working, he understood, but had to enforce the rules already known to all of us. I understood and I switched to daytime Saturday jobs. I was part of a musical group called "The Eagles". One night at the DuPont Plaza Hotel we had our premier performance as the backup band, the dance lasted longer that we had anticipated and when we returned to St. Raphael’s happy, full of enthusiasm and making plans for the future, Father Walsh was waiting for us. He was very clear and to the point, we were under his care and had to accept the established rules. We had mutual respect and in all these occasions of reprove he never faltered my dignity or talked to me in a bad way. That was the last time “the Eagles flew.” In February of 1965 I turned 19 and could no longer be part of the program but still had until May to graduate from La Salle High School, Father Walsh told me my tuition would be taken care of, I worked part time to sustain myself and to continue sending medicines to Cuba. The day of our wedding he took time from his busy schedule to concelebrate along with Fr. Pala. Years later we started to see him more often, every 26th of December we visited him at a Camp on Biscayne Blvd and 114 St where he lived with the last group that participated in the program. He would tell our children that he was their “abuelo”. Whenever I saw him he would introduce me as one of his “muchachos” and always gave me the impression that he said it very proudly. An Indian proverb states that we will be known forever by the tracks we leave behind. Father Walsh has left so profound tracks in me that I feel that the least I can do is to try to keep alive the torch he ignited with his “Fiat” when he was asked to be in charge of an “operation” that nobody had a clue how complex and important was going to be for the lives of so many.

Message by Susy Rodriguez | Jul 17th 2013

¡Gracias, Susy!

Message by Eloísa Echazábal | Jul 4th 2013

¡Bien dicho, Susana!¡Qué viva los Estados Unidos de América a quienes nosotros los pedro panes le debemos nuestra libertad, bienestar y éxito! ¡Qué viva! ¡Abajo el totalitarismo! ¡Abajo Cuba comunista y los tontos útiles que le hacen el juego para sacar provecho, los fracasados envidiosos guiados por el rencor y odio!

Message by Jose Antonio Amaro Reyes | Jul 4th 2013

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Status update | Jul 4th 2013

Gracias Susana por tu amable mensaje. Es una suerte tener disponible esta tecnologia que nos facilita que los Pedro Pan permanezcamos siempre en contacto.

Message by Jorge L. Viera | Jun 18th 2013

Susana (Susy) says: Another Pedro Pan and Cuban success story.

Status update | Jun 6th 2013

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