When I was in elementary school my mother's first cousin, who was about 20 at the time, came to the United States from Cuba, and he lived with us for several months. My mother spoke just a little Spanish and Alex spoke no English at first. The first time it snowed, Alex was really excited and went out in it, without a coat. Later, he played in the snow for quite a while with my little brother. Alex joined the U.S. army and fought in Korea. When he came back he worked as a waiter for many years, married, and had children. I lost track of him, but I know he passed away pretty long ago. Here he is, the first day he saw snow.
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