I just want to say like when did you know that you were going to be in the revolution.

I'm sitting on a comfy couch across from Louise. He's in his 80s, bald, and he's wearing a short sleeve button-down, plain white shirt.

The same shirt I swore I could have seen my father wearing.

But Louise is nothing like my father.

He spent his 20s armed, alongside Fidel Castro.

Yeah, what event was with your life?

I ask him, what event happened in your life to essentially make you join the

revolution. He says the fight started with all of us and then he goes on to tell me about

Cuban history but I'm more curious about him and his story so I pushed the question again.

Okay.

This event effect to her

to be a much.

Buchos, guanos,

is against the dictatorship, they were against Batista, but I want him to talk about himself. What did he think? How did he feel?

We go around like this over and over again. I ask him about himself, he tells me about Cubans, it's kind of frustrating.

And after an hour and a half, Hannah and I give up.

We leave the comfy couches without hearing Louis's personal story.

On another day we're leaving the house of an elderly woman.

Hannah was looking to interview her for a story.

The woman was polite but declined the offer.

She said her personal story wasn't really that interesting.

So things like that that it's like kind of refreshing because you're like, no you do have an

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