In the darkness of the early hours of October 27, 1978, Harold Fernandez and his brother huddled in the bow of a small motorboat fighting against the ravages of the Atlantic Ocean. The darkness, the solitude of the night, and the ferocious movements of the boat were too much for them to handle. They thought that they would die. Harold prayed and begged the lord for another day so that he could see his parents.
Once a safe and humble community, Barrio Antioquia - a town in Medelin, Colombia - was now plagued by unemployment and overrun by gangs, drug mules, and hired assassins....
In the darkness of the early hours of October 27, 1978, Harold Fernandez and his brother huddled in the bow of a small motorboat fighting against t...
