Opa and Oma's house - 1938

In August of 2010 I went to Paraguay. That is where I come from. It is hard to take Paraguay out of the boy. With Lucas, I visited my family, introduced him to my mom for the first time. On a cold winter evening, in a ceremony on the majestic Paraguay River, I also buried my dear friend Alexis Gonzales. During his lifetime Alexis directed many theatre productions around the world, and on several occasions served as jury at the Cannes Film Fest.

Lucas and I literally went to the edge of civilization after spending the night in a German colony having Sauerkraut, and all sorts of German goodies, for lunch. We visited the ruins of my grandparents' home; Jews who had escaped from Vienna in 1938 -the industrialists transplanted to the jungles of Paraguay during World War II. An old man of about seventy five, Inocencio, took us to the stone walls and the well, all that remained of the house at the foot of a hill. Turns out Inocencio knew my father as a child.