Cattle Rustling Revolutionary Style

Found this old article on Cubanet via Cubaverdad, a farmer had his only cow butchered, alive, I might add, right in his field. Read it here

It reminded me of an incident. My grandfather would raise a single pig in his backyard. When it was ready for slaughter, he would distribute the meat far and wide in his hometown, for which he was universally beloved. When he died, the custom continued, carried on by a relative. Things got so bad, that this relative was reduced to raising the pig in the kitchen. Alas, the expedient was not enough. One night, they broke into the house while the residents were sleeping and made off with the pig, the sewing machine, and two picture frames with pictures of me. Also taken was the bicycle, their only means of transportation, requiring a thirty some odd hike to the nearest city.