"I left in 1965. On July 25th, 1965. I will never forget that day. Very special day when you're in the plane and you see the island disappear in your eyes. That is very difficult, knowing that you probably will not go back, and I have not done so."
"The holy water. Every good Cuban has a bottle of holy water somewhere in their house or in their purse. I actually have one here on my desk at work! It's a little bottle of holy water. We pour holy water over everybody all the time."
"I'm more curious about why things happen the way they do, or why people think the way they think, so I think art is an interesting way of how people express those different feelings. One of the things that I really enjoy about not just the public art but art history, part of the things that kind of led me to where I'm at, is I love the stories. That's what drew me in, and it was always the stories..."
I feel like I'm kind of in a strange in between where I'm pulling away sometimes just enough that people are kind of sitting there going, 'well we don't know how to do this'. I mean, growing up we always heard 'Eso no pasaba en Cuba', 'that didn't happen in Cuba', was a constant, constant phrase, and so I think that is a defining characteristic of being second generation. It's you're trying to do the American thing, but it doesn't quite match up with the Cuban thing"
"I identify as a traffic engineer. Spent forty six years at it, so that's more time than I've spent in any other place except here in the United States. Born in New York, I feel American, but of course there are ties, and having lived abroad for seven years, and having enjoyed it immensely, I would say that I have some roots that are tied to being Cuban."
"Don't forget, and that's what I drill into my kids - don't forget, your mom was an immigrant. Don't forget our story. Don't forget..."