Way back when I was in college, images of Cuban rebel leader Fidel Castro (or Che Guevara, his right-hand man) were to be seen everywhere. Posters hung in student apartments and dorms, in teachers’ offices, and in clubs, cafes and shops that catered to the campus crowd. The scruffy yet charismatic figure was even celebrated on the airwaves, in Quebec pop singer Robert Charlebois’ hit single, “Mon Ami Fidel.”

The young Castro captured our imaginations as the main character in the story of a small nation that stood up to the United States, and won. Fierce and determined — but not without a certain charm — Castro was the kind of hero we are not allowed to have anymore.

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