I don't think it's easy for people of my generation to view Cuba with equanimity. After all, when I was 15 years old, I had good reason to believe Fidel Castro's tiny island might ignite a nuclear war. I am, of course, referring to the 1962 confrontation between the United States and Russia, known as the Cuban Missile Crisis, where John F. Kennedy went mano a mano with Nikita Krushchev, and, without exaggeration, the fate of the world hung in the balance. At least it felt that way. I don't have many memories of that year, but one of the most vivid was attending a New York Giants-Washington Redskins game with my brother, at Yankee Stadium, on Sunday, October 28th, and hearing an earth-shattering cheer when announcer Bob Sheppard interrupted the game to inform us
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