Margaret Whittington 
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                 Mama', I just met the man I will marry! 
                 
                  
                I Found My Love at Gitmo 
                By Margaret 
                  Whittington  
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          Mama', I just met the man I will marry someday! 
            
            
               
                
                  
                     
                      | I had just returned from one of my first 
                        dances at the Guantanamo Bay Naval Base and couldn't wait 
                        to tell my mother. It was in 1941 right after Pearl Harbor 
                        when most young men were far from home because they had 
                        to enlist or be drafted. Santiago de Cuba soon became 
                        a popular place for American Navy men to visit and meet 
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                          Margaret Elmslie Whittington, 1942 
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                    At a Dance at Guantanamo, Cuba in 1943. That is Charles Harrington 
                    (far left) and George Cox holding my hand. 
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                    My Grandfather Walfrido Portuando, 1896 
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                   chaperoned dances were held at the naval base 
                    and many girls from Santiago attended.. I was popular because 
                    I spoke English and loved to dance. I was born in Santiago, 
                    Cuba, of an American father and a Cuban mother. My father, 
                    an engineer for Bethlehem Steel, was sent 
                  
                     
                      | to Santiago to build a bridge 
                        dock to load manganese. The year was 1920. My father, 
                        a widower, won my mother's hand in marriage even though 
                        he spoke little Spanish when he arrived and my mother 
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                        Arturo and Margaret, 1943 | 
                       
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                   knew no English. My grandfather also worked 
                    for Bethlehem Steel as a superintendent. When I was one year 
                    old, my parents took me to a small mining town, Barracksville, 
                    West Virginia, where I spent my childhood years. My mother 
                    and father separated so my mother, my sister and I returned 
                    to Santiago. There was a violent earthquake of 1932 so my 
                    father immediately sent for us to return to West Virginia. 
                    My father and mother later divorced and both remarried. I 
                    bounced back and forth between Santiago, where my mother lived 
                    with her English husband, and Fairmont where my father lived 
                    with his new American wife.  
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                    My sister Helen 
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                    YMS-431 Tacoma,WA  
                    November 12. 1944* 
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                   In 1943 I joined my sister Helen in Miami. As part of the 
                    war effort, we both worked as "Government Censors." 
                    It was interesting work 
                  The young officer I fell in love with in Santiago was assigned 
                    to submarine chaser school in Miami. We had three glorious 
                    months. He was then assigned to a mine sweeper (YMS-431) first 
                    in California and later Tacoma, Washington. 
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                          Lt. Whittington aboard YMS 431 
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                         He left me standing on the dock tearfully in Tacoma 
                          where  
                          I had gone to see him off. It was so painful! We were 
                          so in love but, like so many boys then, he refused to 
                          risk leaving a widow behind. .He was gone a year to 
                          Okinawa and Japan sweeping for mines. It was a very 
                          lonely trying time for us both. True to my love at first 
                          sight, the handsome young American officer, Arthur Whittington 
                          and I married as soon as the war was over - in the spring 
                          of 1946. We  
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                    Margaret and Arthur Whittington 
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            had 50 blissful years together, had six children: one daughter and 
            five sons.
            
          
            
              
                 
                   
                      
                    Arthur Whittington and  
                    Japanese aboard YMS 431  
                    shortly after their surrender.  
                   
                 
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                  Lt. Whittington aboard YMS 431 
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                  Arthur Whittington in a relaxed moment aboard YMS-431 
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