Roberto Soler Caldas

General Information
Current Name
Robert Victor Soler
Current Location
United States of America
Name on Arrival
Roberto Soler Caldas
Age on Arrival
14
Date of Arrival
Monday, October 2, 1961
Stayed With
Relatives, then Camp Matecumbe and soon after Opa Locka

Roberto's Story

I arrived in Miami just like any other Cuban kid who came to the US without his parents; somehwat fearful, excited, curious and with a tremendous urge to go and urinate; my brother followed me to the ...

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Hello Robert and thank you for your kind words It's been a long time, I wish you the very best in your future.

Message by Henry/Enrique Rodriguez (EL MUSICO) | Aug 21st 2009

Roberto, se me había pasado contestarte la pregunta sobre mi perrita. Lo único que sé es que definitivamente tiene de Terrier, porque es cabecidura y loquibambia, pero super fiel y cariñosa. Dice el vet que puede tener de shih tzu tambien. Mi hija la recogió cuando la iban a dejar en un shelter en NY City. Se parece mucho a otro perrito terrier mix que tuvimos cuando los niños estaban creciendo. Me encantan los terriers... y los rotties... y los shar peis y ... todos los perros y todos los gatos. Pon una foto de tu perrito, o enviamela por e-mail.

Message by Marcia Caridad Ramos Gonzalez | Aug 20th 2009

Dear Robert: Thank you for the link to Alessandro Safina's site. He is a fabulous singer and I'll be delighted to add his voice to my collection. --You bring up an interesting point in your reply to my comment about your parents beaming down at you and feeling proud. In reality, Robert, I often say I believe everything and I don't believe anything. The only thing I know is that there is a great, magnificent mystery out there that keeps the planets spinning and the smallest of cells dividing and a whole lot of life and activity in between taking place in beautiful harmony and precision. I find comfort in thinking my loved ones watching over me from the great beyond and also in thinking that there is no pain, no sorrow, and eternal rest is exactly that. My spiritual path also changed when I left my culture of origin. I no longer belong to any church or follow any religious rituals, but I still have a deep faith that transcends all that. It was another process of loss to let go of the religion of my youth. Eventually I realized that what I let go of were the rituals and the outward trappings while keeping the spiritual core. The concept of Divine Providence, for example, has stayed with me, and it has never failed me at the times I needed something and had no idea where it would come from. Something always happened to keep me going. Love, compassion, sense of fairness, and all of the abstracts that ennoble our lives are not exclusive to any particular group, but are found throughout the human race. We all smile and we all weep at similar moments, and we are all just as ignorant of what exactly that great mystery really is, yet we can all recognize the presence of a life-giving spirit in one another and other living creatures. This is a deep subject, and one I’ve given more feeling than thought to. Since you brought it up, I decided to share some of my feelings as we get to know one another, because although we have emphasized our common experiences, we are all very unique and each of us contributes to the whole in a special way. Thank you for opening even more doors to go back and forth into one another’s hearts. Yolanda

Message by Yolanda Cardenas Ganong | Aug 18th 2009

Hello, again, Robert. I've just read more about your experiences and the loss of your father so soon after your reunion. There were indeed a lot of hard times and struggles and tears behind our odyssey to begin again. I know your father and mother are beaming down at you boys with pride. Un abrazo de yolanda

Message by Yolanda Cardenas Ganong | Aug 18th 2009

Roberto, your story about trying to get away from that foster home is amazing, I am happy that you did well and found Fr.LaLiebre that sounds like a very good person and understood your need to be with your brother and friends. My heart felt for you and the other kids in the orphanage.....love, Carmen

Message by Carmencita Romanach | Aug 17th 2009

Hi Roberto; what a wonderful way to realte to yourexperiences hats off...I loved your story but I can see you had your sorrow like all of us. Thank you for your kind word and yes you are absooutely correct our experiennces have made us stronger and better human beings, in our golden years we are stronger and are able to deal with everyhting life has brought us. I thank God I made it through because it was touch and go in my youth but I found a lot of comfort in the realization that our parent thought they were doing the best they could. I have been married for over 30 years and my hubby has been my friend, my companion and a great husband, I still have my mom to enjoy she is close to being 80 and sharp as a whistle so I have been blessed and at thened of the day being a Peter Panero has made me a better person. thank you. Best Regards Gladys.

Message by Gladys Perez Fleites | Aug 17th 2009

Robert: What an interesting follow up to your first story! I was lucky with my foster family, but there were other kids in other foster homes in Albuquerque that had some serious problems. One glitch was a social worker in charge of the Cuban kids at the Catholic bureau. I went to speak with her once on behalf of one of the girls who did not speak much English yet and who wanted to change because her situation was pretty grim. Instead of being sympathetic, that woman told me that we Cuban kids were spoiled, that we thought we had to live like we did in Cuba with servants to do things for us. She assumed that this girl complained about having to do housework. The point was she was put in charge of cleaning up after a handicapped child in the home and to be that child's constant sitter while the mother went out for hours on end. I don't know what happened with that Cuban girl. I have forgotten her name, I'm sorry to say. Maybe she'll register here and tell her story someday. I hope she was able to solve her problem. I love to see how the stories keep coming! Yolanda

Message by Yolanda Cardenas Ganong | Aug 17th 2009

Mas Recuerdos: More about Jim, the Cook at Holy Family, Marquette, Mich. Actually the greek cook that father LaLiebre had hired, had not too many recipes that we boys liked, but we were in general consensus that we had to have rice and done the way we liked it...I had learned to make it as taught by my aunt America, and she also taught me other recipes, and if I may say so, I'm a very good cook and enjoy it, wich is sort of unusual for a "Cuban" man even though there are many of us who share that sentiment, we just don't want to look or appear to be sissy.... but that is not the only story that develop there, there was a time when I was placed temporarily in a foster home in Escanaba with the Sullivan family, they were three four brothers ranging from 21, 17,14 and the youngest was 7. The only one that liked me was the 17 year old one named Robert, just like me and who wanted to be a priest, so he had more compassion than his divorced mother and siblings. At the same time, my brother along with Mario Chapman had been placed in a foster home in the nearby town of Gladstone under the care of LaVerne Bryers. Needles to say, we were all unhappy, mistreated and homesick for the orphanage where the other cuban boys were, so one day I called my brother on the phone and told him my great escape secret, and I must have scared him because this escape was to take place in the middle of winter and we had even said our good byes in case I was found frozen by the side of the road. I was fortunately picked up on the road after walking for about 4 hours by a nice gentleman who was taking his 2 daughters to Marquette to see their cousin, who lived close to where the Orphanage was, so I made it in enough time to have dinner soon followed by a "descarga" by Fr LaLiebre for having done such a terrible thing by escaping the Sullivans; Once I explained to him what I was going through including the fact that Billy had tried to shoot me with a BB gun and instead shot his younger brother in the eye, whereupon their mother blamed me for the accident even though I was the intended victim, Fr LaLiebre understood and after he picked his lower jaw off the floor, he hugged me and welcomed me back to the Orphanage..later on that night, my little brother along with Mario, showed up, they also had escaped their imprisonment with the Bryers, who in turn kept all the money he and Mario had been saving from working on week ends as buss boys at the Elk's Lodge. We all have some stories to tell, and at the time, this story seemed funny, scary, heroic and full of bravado considering our age and the danger we expossed ourselves to by hitchickig in the middle of winter with a mountain of snow already on the road and banks and some more comming down all the time. There is a happy ending after all, and even though we were offered many more chances to go to other foster homes, we refussed each time, and Fr LaLiebre never argued back with us about that, he knew we had learned a lesson from a couple of bad experiences and we were a lot happier at the orphanage with our other brothers. Well, I guess you got an ear full, but in answer to your previous note, I would love to attend any social event that may develop here in the South, I don't see myself doing Chicago or anywhere up North in November...I'm going to Michigan in October for a wedding and so I'll have to take a shopping trip to Burlington Coat Factory and see if they have a circus tent size that I may fit in to staay warm. Cariños: Robert

Message by Robert Victor Soler | Aug 17th 2009

Hi Roberto, I loved your story, with so many details, you do have a fantastic memory you know? I especially laughed a lot with your "white rice" something so important for every Cuban.... and that you managed to do so brilliantly.....I can see the face of the greek cook....As you say, we all have a lot to share with each other. I hope at some point you can come to one of our breakfasts or reunions..... you seem to be a lot of fun! Love, Carmen

Message by Carmencita Romanach | Aug 17th 2009

Hi Roberto, I read your story and I love the sincere and nonchalant way with which you face life and its difficulties. Welcome to the site of the Pedro Panes, here we are all brothers and sisters indeed. Love, Carmen

Message by Carmen Valdivia | Aug 16th 2009

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