Has anyone ever rescued you, figuratively or literally?<br />
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Yes, when I was eight or ten years old, we had rented a house during the summer at Santa Fe, a city west of Havana, close to the coast, which was rocky but with great warm waters.  My uncle Miguel Porto, who worked for the airline Aerovías Q, gave me an innertube of the wheel of a DC-3 for me to float on.<br />
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One day, while floating on it, too far above the water for my hands to reach it and paddle, there was a rip tide and I began floating away from the coast, so much so, that I was afraid to jump into the water.  A boat came and rescued me, took me ashore, where my mother was very nervous.<br />
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