Sergio

It has occurred to me that Cuban Sergio can’t read. What a terrible thing, to go through life not being able to read.

Sergio is part child, part beast; he’s a strong man, older, in his late fifties or sixties. He’s top heavy with a big puffed out chest. He’s vulnerable about the knees, one swift kick to his legs and game over.

            I think Sergio was one of those boat people that floated over to the United States prior to the Wet Feet, Dry Feet period of Cuban migration. He said he came here in nineteen sixty-six. I have a funny feeling he was in prison at one time. All I really know about him is that he goes to church twice a week, he lives alone, he has a daughter, and he was a drug addict for many years. to which he installed illegal cable television for the poor to support his habit. His nickname among the proletariat was “Cable Man.”

            Sergio and Bill bicker all day long.