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Mama and Papa died for us.

Sandoval and Felicita Hidalgo sacrificed themselves one night on a storm-tossed ocean so that my brother, my sister, and I, Antonio Galen Hidalgo, might live.

Federico Edison and Carmelita Nancy do not believe that I remember, but I do.

God help me, my son, I remember it as clearly as I see you now: Papa held Mama tightly, whispering his words of love, as the waves overwhelmed them in a never-ending echo within my soul.

I remember the first time I saw the bear-sized man—my Tio Galen—and his friends, Tio Edison and Tia Nancy. I remember the night of the second hurricane. It was on Bald Head Island. The three of them carried us to safety in the old lighthouse, as the fierce storm raged around us. They fought for us, when the government sought to take us away and return us to Cuba, even though our dear parents had perished to bring us to a safe land. And they brought us to the mountain in Pennsylvania, which became our home and the place where we grew to adulthood.

Now, my son, I hold you in my arms. One day, when you are old enough to understand, I will teach you these things about myself and about your grandparents. Then you must remember my words, for you are my immortality. When I am gone, you must carry them. You must remember the three Old Ones, your Abuelo Edison and your Abuela Nancy, and especially your Abuelo Galen.

Someday I will tell you this again, my son—my beloved Galen Antonio Sandoval Hidalgo—I will tell you…