My aunt and uncle traveled alot. Chicago, New York, Detroit, New Orleans, Mexico, Canada and Cuba being just a few places that I can remember. I only vaguely remember my parents talking about the Cuba trip. My parents received a package from Cuba which contained two figurines of a male and female Cuban dancer. Somehow I ended up with these still in the original boxes, plus all their photos. The male figurine keeps falling over so I guess that's why my mom never put them out. My aunt used to be a journalist for the Indianapolis Star in Indiana so maybe that's why she traveled so much. I really don't remember. Wish I knew exactly what she wrote for the newspaper.
Here is my Aunt Ruby on the beach in Havana:
Uncle Herb on the grounds of a plantation. He loved the Cuban cigars.
Atop the Vedado Hotel looking NW
Atop the Vedado Hotel looking SE towards the Gulf of Mexico
Looking West down the main thoroughfare in Havana
Atop the Vedado looking SW at other hotels and apartments in Havana
Morro Castle Fortress built in 1587
I don't remember the exact year Castro became in power but didn't really want to look it up as I don't care to get into politics. After reading some of my aunt's notations with the photos, I do know they had a 9pm curfew while they were there as did everyone. A horn went off or something. A year or so after they went, no one in the U. S. was allowed to go. I would somehow like to preserve these photos. There's scotch tape used all over the place.
Last but not least is a photo of me around 1949 in Bloomington, Indiana just before we moved to Arizona. Even then, at almost 3, I had a French beret and was a budding artist because I used to draw on the walls. My parents always painted around my scribbles.