CUBA LIBRE?
It was the summer of 1992. Our youngest son, Jackson, had been born in May, and I was staying put, not traveling anywhere to remain at home to help take care of him. A friend of mine named Ray Kline called. Ray was a legendary intel guy in Washington, having been the Deputy Director of the CIA under John Kennedy, and later Director of the DIA (Defense Intelligence Agency at the Pentagon).
It was Ray Kline who, in the fall of 1962, drove down the George Washington Parkway from Langley CIA headquarters to the White House, entered the Oval Office, and placed the satellite photos of the Soviet missile emplacements in Cuba on Kennedy's desk to personally explain them to the President of the United States.
That's how the Cuban Missile Crisis began.
Ray was calling to tell me about a 30th anniversary conference of the veterans of the Crisis he had just come back from. The conference was in Havana, Cuba.
"You went to Cuba, Ray?" I asked, amazed. "Jack, the Soviet Union has vanished off the map [December 1991] and a lot of Castro's people are nervous" he replied. "They are trying to convince him to make his peace with the US. They even asked me if I knew of a conservative organization that would send a delegation to Havana and talk to them."
Ray paused for effect. "I suggested you and your Freedom Research Foundation."
"You've got to be kidding, Ray," was all I could say.
"Jack, Cuban intel knows all about how you instigated the Reagan Doctrine, which is why they no longer have their Soviet patron. Who better than you to go and see if they are for real?"
I told him I would think about it. I decided to go and told my wife, Rebel, my reason: "I want to look Fidel Castro in the eye and tell him that someday the Cuban people will urinate on his grave."
She decided to go with me - in order to prevent me from doing any such thing.