Last January I had been thinking about Fernando so I sent him this picture from a night we were out to dinner. He wrote back and with his usual good humor and imploring me to come visit. I really planned on it. Three weeks later, it is too late.
I was just on the phone with a friend of mine, Guillo, and he told me the bad news. Fernando's unit had been transporting captured munitions from a FARC camp. FARC is a terrorist group that is based in Colombia that has a few bases in Ecuador. Either way, they were transporting munitions and there was an accident and he died.
I feel terrible .