Remembering My ‘Papi’: My Dad Died a Hero, But He Shouldn’t Have…..

Yesterday – Monday, October 4, 2021 – was my father’s 102nd birthday. I never had a chance to say “Happy birthday, Papi” to Jeronimo Diaz-Granados before he died. At least, not at an age in which I could say it uncoached by my mother Beatriz. I was less than seven months old when he celebratedContinue reading “Remembering My ‘Papi’: My Dad Died a Hero, But He Shouldn’t Have…..”

Papi, I Hardly Knew Ye….

Today would have been my father’s 102nd birthday. Had Jeronimo Diaz-Granados not been killed in a plane crash on the morning of February 13, 1965, who knows how many birthdays he would have celebrated with Mom, my older half-sister Vicky, and me. Would Dad – or Papi – have lived to be 102? I doubtContinue reading “Papi, I Hardly Knew Ye….”

Musings & Thoughts for Saturday, February 13, 2021: Mortuus luctrus patris mei

This column was originally published in the February 13, 1986 issue of Catalyst, Miami-Dade Community College – South Campus’s student newspaper. I’m proud to have been his son Alex Diaz-Granados Opinions Editor Early in the morning of Feb. 13, 1965, a C-46 transport was cleared for takeoff from Miami International Airport. There were no passengers aboard, justContinue reading “Musings & Thoughts for Saturday, February 13, 2021: Mortuus luctrus patris mei”