In Tribute to the Spirit
Blanquita unwavering 
The February 23, 1984, Oscar David Hernandez Quiroa, volunteer firefighter who was only 22 years old, was forcibly disappeared by the Guatemalan armed forces.
fragments then " Letter to a Son Missing " Written by Blanca Hernandez Quiroa of for over 25 years has fought tirelessly for the clarification of the whereabouts of his son, along with various women today Blanca Hernandez is part of the Association of Relatives of Detained-Disappeared of Guatemala FAMDEGUA-
I tell you, Oscar so many things that happened during those twenty years. I would like tell that from the time you were kidnapped, the February 23, 1984, my heart was completely empty. You know you were my son, my brother, my companion, who were everything to me and from that moment I swore not to rest and fight to find.
Twenty years have passed and the goal that I traced has not been met. If this room had mouth, repeat everything we talked about ... How many sleepless nights, many nights of work! I do not know if you remember how many packs of cigarettes we smoked, how many cups of coffee we take, planning the work so much in this fight for you started and I get involved, but I can tell you I have no regrets and that if things return to the course of 1980 now, in 2005, do it again, but you were not, because I know we've done has been worthwhile. Unfortunately you could not see. I will not say that we enjoy because the changes have not talked much since, but have broken new ground and I'm not alone, thousands of people who are the voice of you.
I do not know where you are, if you were in a gully to leave, if you're buried, if the dog ate your flesh ... for me you still alive. You're the reason for living, you're the reason for my struggle I think you'd feel proud that never changed my principles of struggle that has been the result and fruit of our work and our sweat, never have benefitted from the pain of others, much less have made collection of my pain or your disappearance for profit.
Pictured Oscar (Koka) and White in an exhumation in December 2009
That gave me because you looked over your nephews! Each one will remember with love and affection, so you were, so that you are at this time in person when you're not here, but your memory means a lot and you in each of our family. I want you to know also that as I fought for you, I fought for Donald, by Tere, by Pati, by Marta, also Coca "Gordo", for all of them! For this sacrifice so hard that you had to live, this torture that you suffered, we have experienced firsthand during these twenty years.
I would also tell you that your son is a man is 22 years old and is going to be a dad. How I would like you to meet your grandson, who shared with us, and be able to share with you what little we have obtained, there have been changes, that We have been great and we are delighted!
remember much when I went to Chupol *, you were those three months there and told me, horrified, how people lived there. Now, I share with these people, I fight for these people, I share my pain with them when we get to their relatives in the mass graves and hear the testimony of the horror they lived by the military. We often talk about it. Do you remember when we heard the kidnapping and put us in that time in the place of people? But how hard is millet, by God! Many times I told you the day that I pass that I die, I'm not going to endure, but if you saw how hard it is!
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