One day after church a small group of men were standing outside talking. Manuel Beiro said to my dad “Henry, you are a cracker and I am a Cuban, and we’re going to be friends”. And they were great friends in their church life and in their personal lives. Today’s church lacks that friendliness, that willingness to reach out to everyone, anyone. Today we just want to get out of the church and get home perhaps to watch football or some such thing. Manual and my father and lets not forget Mike Cassanueva were great friends through the years and the world could sure use more men like that. I miss all of them.