MIS RECUERDOS DE PAPA (ESP/ENG)

Mi papa trabajo en una empresa de confección de trajes entre los años 50 y 60S llamada Trajes Wendell. Al cerrar la empresa compro un vehículo con el cual trabajaba como taxista. A finales de los años 80s y comienzos de los 90s, trabajo ayudando a mi tía María Medina en una venta de repuestos muy famosa en Caracas llamada repuestos La Pica ,por ser la única abierta los domingos y atender en horas nocturnas. Era una persona muy reservada y tranquila. No le gustaban los vicios como el alcohol y fumar, ejemplo que me dio, ya que yo tampoco soy amigo de estos vicios. Nunca lo vi peleando, ni de mal humor. Siempre estaba dispuesto a ayudar a quien lo necesitara. Se esforzó para darme una formación universitaria, yo estudie en Universidad Santa María, Contaduría Pública. Es una Universidad privada de las más importantes en Venezuela. A pesar del gran amor que me demostró, tenía un problema que es que era muy introvertido y yo al llegar a la adolescencia me afecto ya que era hijo único de mi mama. Mis hermanas ya estaban adultas y casadas y no existía esa confianza como cuando uno se cría con hermanos con poca diferencia de edad, donde se comparten intereses y amigos.

Mi papa tenía 4 hijas de su anterior matrimonio, yo soy el menor y único varón. Siempre estaba pendiente de mis hermanas y sus nietas. Recuerdo siempre nos llevaba a sus fiestas de cumpleaños y estaba siempre pendiente de la fecha en que cumplían años para llamarlas.

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Mis Hermanas y yo

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Al llegar a la época del liceo , tuve limitaciones para socializar, en esa época fueron fatal para mí en el liceo. Si hubiera habido mayor comunicación entre nosotros, me hubiera ahorrado tantas cosas que aprendí a los golpes. Ver esas películas de nerd de los ochentas o la serie the Big Bang Theory me hacen recordar episodios que viví en esa época, los años ochenta. En el colegio tenía un pequeño grupo de amigos pero al cambiarse de sección y colegio, en segundo año de bachillerato, me quede solo. Mis intereses particulares por lo extraterrestres, fenómenos paranormales y comics me hacían pasar por alguien de otro mundo. Sin embargo disfrute esa época tan versátil a nivel musical. La época de las minitecas aunque iba poco a fiestas, fue inolvidable. Mi papa me daba una mesada considerable el cual administraba muy bien y logre hacer una colección importante de viniles en diversos estilos. La Transición del punk de los 70s, al Heavy metal de los ochentas, el new wave y el pop son inolvidables. Las travesuras de los muchachos del liceo, las fiestas en el salón de usos múltiples y mi falta de coordinación jugando Básquet o Voleibol quedaran como anécdotas imborrables en mi memoria.

Mi papa con sus nietos

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Me case tardíamente, a los 35 años y nací cuando mi papa tenía 42. De mi matrimonio nacieron 3 niños varones, el primero tiene la condición de autismo moderado. Mi papa decía al casarme que no iba a conocer sus nietos, pero no solo los conoció, los vio crecer y me ayudo bastante con ellos contando siempre con su apoyo para buscarlos en el colegio y todas esas cosas imprevistas cuando tenemos niños en el colegio.

Mi ultima foto con papa en diciembre de 2016

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Mi papa decía que era ateo, pero siempre lo veía leyendo el nuevo testamento, el librito azul que reparten los Gedeones y que siempre están en los hoteles. Como no tenía una creencia impuesta, no tuve problemas en problemas para investigar en diversas literaturas de múltiples creencias que compraba de adolescente, tenía libros de la nueva era, cristianos de diversas denominaciones, indios etc. Mi papa incentivo de alguna forma esos gustos, ya que era fanático de la compra de la Revista Kaliman y luego me las daba para yo leerla desde que tenía 5 años, ya que aprendí rápido a leer y escribir . Una vez si se preocupó por yo andar con mucho interés con los miembros del ISKON ,mejor conocidos como Los Hare Krisna, ya que los veía como fanáticos religiosos de una cultura diferente a la occidental. Aunque mi papa nos dejo a los 92 años ,hace 5 años , su recuerdo permanece en cada cosa que hago. Mis hermanas ,sus nietos y yo somos su legado y estoy muy orgulloso de todos esos valores que sembró en cada uno.

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My First Year with Dad

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IN ENGLISH

MEMORY OF MY DAD MARCELINO

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Hello friends of Holos & Lotus I join the initiative of our friend @Tibaire, to talk about the memories I have of my dad, who if he were alive, would be 97 years old today April 26th.

My father was born on 26 April 1925, he died at the age of 92 in 2017. He spent his childhood in the city of Valencia, Carabobo State, Venezuela. As a teenager my grandmother moved to Caracas, living the historical events of the Venezuela of the last century. I will always remember that when we went to the doctor or any institution when they called him, Marcelino Pan y vino, remembering a famous Mexican film. He was my reference to know how it was the most beautiful time of my Venezuela, when we were one of the most stable economies in the world. Countless tales of its golden age, the fifties. The most beautiful music I have ever heard with the orchestras La Billos Caracas Boys, Los Melódicos, the famous Pedro Infante, Javier Solís and so on. I will always remember her because she used to play her music cassettes when she took us to the beach or to the rivers in Ocumare del Tuyu. And she had an exceptional voice, she sang very well, although she never exploited that potential, she knew perfectly the songs of Pedro Infante, Javier Solis and Daniel Santos.

Baptism of my second child (Andres)

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My father worked in a suit making company in the 50's and 60's called Wendell Suits. When the company closed, he bought a vehicle with which he worked as a taxi driver. At the end of the 80s and beginning of the 90s, I worked helping my aunt Maria Medina in a very famous spare parts shop in Caracas called Repuestos La Pica, because it was the only one open on Sundays and was open at night. She was a very reserved and quiet person. He did not like vices such as alcohol and smoking, an example he gave me, as I am not a friend of these vices either. I never saw him fighting or in a bad mood. He was always ready to help anyone who needed it. He made an effort to give me a university education, I studied at Santa Maria University, Public Accounting. It is one of the most important private universities in Venezuela. In spite of the great love he showed me, he had a problem which was that he was very introverted and when I reached adolescence it affected me because I was my mother's only child. My sisters were already grown up and married and there was no trust like when you grow up with siblings with little age difference, where you share interests and friends.

My father had 4 daughters from his previous marriage, I am the youngest and only boy. He was always looking out for my sisters and his granddaughters. I remember he always took us to their birthday parties and was always looking out for their birthdays to call them.

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My Sisters and I

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When I got to high school, I had limitations in socialising, at that time they were fatal for me in high school. If there had been more communication between us, I would have been spared so many of the things I learned the hard way. Watching those nerdy movies from the eighties or the Big Bang Theory series reminds me of episodes I lived through in those days, the eighties. At school I had a small group of friends, but when I changed section and school, in the second year of high school, I was left alone. My particular interests in aliens, paranormal phenomena and comics made me pass for someone from another world. However, I enjoyed that time, which was so versatile musically. The time of the minitecas, although I didn't go to many parties, was unforgettable. My dad gave me a considerable allowance which I managed very well and I managed to build up an important collection of vinyls in different styles. The transition from punk in the 70s to heavy metal in the 80s, new wave and pop are unforgettable. The pranks of the high school boys, the parties in the multipurpose room and my lack of coordination playing basketball or volleyball will remain as indelible anecdotes in my memory.

My dad with his grandchildren

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I married late, at the age of 35 and was born when my father was 42. From my marriage 3 boys were born, the first one has a moderate autistic condition. My dad said when I got married that I was not going to meet his grandchildren, but he not only met them, he saw them grow up and helped me a lot with them, always counting on his support to look for them at school and all those unforeseen things when we have children at school.

My last photo with dad in December 2016

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My dad said he was an atheist, but I always saw him reading the New Testament, the blue book that the Gideons hand out and that is always in the hotels. Since I didn't have an imposed belief, I had no problems in researching various literature of multiple beliefs that I bought as a teenager, I had new age books, Christians of various denominations, Indians, etc. My father encouraged those tastes in some way, as he was a fan of buying Kaliman Magazine and then gave me to read it since I was 5 years old, as I learned quickly to read and write. Once he did worry about me hanging around with a lot of interest with the ISKON members, better known as the Hare Krisna, as he saw them as religious fanatics from a different culture to the western one.

Although my father left us at the age of 92, 5 years ago, his memory remains in everything I do. My sisters, his grandchildren and I are his legacy and I am very proud of all those values he sowed in each one of us.

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   Translated with www.DeepL.com/Translator (free version)

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