about you life and what things were like in El Salvador during the 1970's and 1980's. So I'll guess I'll start out by asking when you were born how you were brought up and anything else you'd like to share?Him: I was born in 1957 in a small town outside of San Marcos. My family and I grew up in very poor living conditions. We had to work very hard just to get enough money for food. Much of the time we went without shoes or most items that I now take for granted. It was a very hard life for anyone to live. Me: So how, if they did, did things change once you got a little older and went out on your own? Him: Well when I was in my late 20's, I was able to take over the fields that my father had grown many crops in. So I took over on the farm. Soon after that I went to school and then to college and finally I ended up being a professor at the University. This enabled me to make more money than I had ever had in my life, but there were actually some very hard times. They didn't really have anything to do with money or anything like that. It was more of the problems with the government.Me: So what exactly was going on with the government at that time?Him: Well everyone feared for his or her life at every second. There were many groups of people that would just go around killing people or kidnapping and torturing people.Me: ArAre you ok??Him: Well yes, but I have a story that deals with my family and I one night. It's something that I wish upon no one.Me: If you're comfortable I'd certainly like to hear what happened, but only if you're okay with it.Him: ..Ok. Well it starts at around "11:00 p.m. on Saturday February 21, 1981, around six henchmen in civilian dress and five in uniform entered the area where I Lived. They remained in the street, but when they banged on the door, all that I could think of was the life of my two-year-old son who was in his crib. When I opened the door the first thing they did was to hit me, throw me face down and ...
