The freedom fighter that I know is quite well off. He flies out to Nebraska from southern Florida every year to hunt geese. He brings traditional Cuban food for everyone he sees while he is there. For a man that has to be well into his seventies, he gets around great. He rents a car and drives around Nebraska and Wyoming. Everybody gets to try his Cuban cooking. He tells everyone about his experience in the revolution. It makes for a great evening of eating, drinking and talking about the history he lived through. He is certainly not a pig, or stupid, and he has a collection of classic cars in a warehouse in Florida. I don't know if his collection includes any Mercedes, but he sure as hell knew what my wife's 450SL was, and what it was worth.