The Visit

At that time I was teaching at a University in the North of Chile. If I wanted to see a good movie that had just come up, I had to drive 19 hours without sleeping to go to the capital, Santiago. (It would take months for that movie to arrive at the theaters of Antofagasta.) […]

Georgia and English

In 1967, I obtained a scholarship from Rotary Club International. I was working at the Public Relations Office of the University of Chile. I was doing an exiting job interviewing scientists at different Schools such as Engineering, Medicine, Veterinary, and Architecture, and publishing articles in newspapers and magazines about their latest research. However, I longed […]

After Death

As a child, I had all kinds of nose and throat related illnesses, as almost every child in Chile does, due to the climate. When I was 9 years old, I was diagnosed with tonsillitis. So the doctor said that tonsils had to come out. I was taken to a hospital and prepared for the […]

The Best Wine

One year, at summer time, my uncle Sergio, brother of my father, called to tell us that one of the wines of my grandfather had received many awards at a wine exhibit. Of course, we were very proud of this and went to visit my grandfather at his farm. After one of the big lunches, […]

Filomena’s Boxes

One thing Filomena was absolutely sure about was that after spending time in purgatory she will go to heaven and then resurrect with the rest of the good Catholics. So shortly after she had her daughter Clara, she started to prepare two big boxes. One with things for her daughter to have when she got […]

The Bodega Test

My paternal grandfather had vineyards. He kept the wine in big oak foudres, (wine barrels) at a warehouse that was some steps away from the house. Some Sundays he would invite people for lunch at their big dining hall. My grandfather would present the guests with a certain kind of wine. He would have just […]

My Grandmothers

The first thing I remember about my paternal grandmother was accompanying her to milk a cow. She was a tall and handsome woman with green eyes and a cute little hair bun and a very strong sense of duty. From having the breakfast of my grandfather ready at 5:00am, to baking the bread for all […]

My Mother

Mother was born Maria Beatriz Antonieta Peeters Andrade. My grandfather was a physician from Belgium. My grandmother was the daughter of Jose Andrade Huidobro and Albina Moss Douglas. Both of the parents of my great grandmother Albina were from Scotland. My mother was born on the Island of Chiloe, Chile. Chiloé was one of the […]

My Maternal Grandfather

My maternal grandfather was born in Ghent, Belgium, at the end of the 1877 and raised in Bruges. Several of his six sisters were beguines in the The Beguinage (Begijnhof) in Bruges where they waited for a gentleman to come and offer them a married life. Another sister went to a convent in Heidelberg, Germany, […]

A Degree for a Pot of Beans

When my father was preparing his dissertation to graduate as a dental surgeon he had a very interesting puzzle to solve. His theme, I believe, was on the maxillary deformation produced by cleft palate or something similar. A theme like that required an in depth study of the intraoral and extraoral anatomy of the dental […]