" yet have risen barriers say genius: hence not go "
Ludwig Van Beethoven (1770-1827)
Compositor German.
Ludwig Van Beethoven (1770-1827)
Compositor German.
There characters in character affable cordiality bonhomie joyful spirit and witty, leave a deep and memories perishable in place where life develops familiar, social and labor. Is For don Fabián Sebastián González, one of many margariteños, which reached incipient town El Tigre in nineteen 1940, attracted oil boom that began with perforation One well Bureau on 23 February 1933. This date was chosen by the authorities to reference frame the foundation of this city, which had no official birth certificate and there is no iota of doubt germinated in the heat of the oil industry. This city, therefore, is the daughter of oil.
Fabián Sebastián González who was born on January 20, 1925, was originally from La Guardia - State Nueva Esparta and the son of a family of fishermen who were Mr. and Mrs. Jerome Anastasia Velasquez Gonzalez. Childhood and adolescence, devoted entirely to the work of the sea, when he won the majority, it revived the spirit of adventure which took hold when he received messages, in the fledgling town of El Tigre, took booming oil industry and had opportunity to work stable and well paid. He did not think 2 times, said goodbye to his wife and his son Olegario Salazar Freddy and came to try his luck. Came and stayed at the Hotel Manzanares, achieved employment in the Mene Grande Oil Company, soon after, he was assigned housing in San Tomé, he brought his family and the 5 years I moved to Field Office. There here to stay until he died on 11 July 2000. Fabian was an adopted son of El Tigre. Once stabilized
familiarly, with a steady job, well paid and stable, it was obvious the family grow, wasted no time and with the advent of Luis, Luisa, Ivan, Henry and Miriam completed a distinguished family that still today, after the death of Dona Olegario on 24 August 2001, contributing to the growth and development people and inhabit the same house where his parents came 52 years ago at Camp Office. Fabien worked with the oil industry 40 years old, retired, but still tied to it as a guard at the Club Office for 16 years. In 1996, he hung up the gloves. An honest man through and through, a tireless worker, great father, friend of friends and outputs very ingenious and celebrated. Hector Vasquez, Pedro Emilio (Pejas) Rojas Vargas, Alberto Barrios, Leonidas Rosario, Diego Suarez and Rigoberto Martinez, part of his most intimate circle of friends and those still living can give testimonies of what we say. Honor to whom honor is due.
The Office Country Club and was its founder, Don Fabián González left an indelible mark and is also part of its history as its neighbor and dear friend Rigoberto Martinez was the first tenant of the service area of \u200b\u200bthe social center which had, as head of government to Mr. Samuel Gonzalez, a popular old Grillo and him as caretaker from 4 pm. After delivering his guard at 3 pm in the Petroleum Industry, was set at the Club until it closed at 10 pm. Then the tenants were Mr. Antonio García and Alfredo Salazar who kept the team intact. In 1981, is elected President of the Club Mr. Manuel Loera, who is responsible for managing the transition to the new headquarters located in the center of the field, near the monument of a well Bureau, where he was born and El Tigre the premises for many years housed the first commissary. These facilities were demolished to make way for the building that today are owned and Country Club Headquarters Office.
At the time of opening of new facilities Henry, a son of Fabian was the tenant of the Club, Mr. Loero, asks the boy to stay, this does not accept the responsibility that entailed managing a social center of this size. The President of the Club and its management team, men of great sensitivity, dedication to service and spirit of solidarity, they decide not shut them out and appoints Henry Fabian guard officer and as head of maintenance, both dependent on the income administered Club policy. In recent years the situation changed, as now, the company PDVSA, absolved staff spent the direct administration and maintenance of Henry, they keep it as a watchman. All are staff and enjoy, thank God stability. Constancia, perseverance and responsibility are keys success.
Fabián González was a lover sport. Passion for baseball, carried anecdotes worthy of better cause. As good oriental was Magallanero until marrow to extreme confessed that Lions Caracas offered him a bono millionaire to sign with them rather accepted Non betraying Magallanes. Another: in Margarita, being very young participated in a game staged a open field his team in last inning and two outs, lost 19 to 0. Le touched at bat and first launch tucked a homer and the ball went so far as outfielders running after the ball, gave 20 returns to the box and the referee wisely and justly sang the victory for his team. The left on the ground. 20 to 19. Does not. Read this other story: in his teens, caught a 38-tajalí Mts. With the fish made a 58 bike stalls and the day that the premiere was full with passengers and when passed through El Espinal, collided with a donkey, the bike was destroyed, but thank God, all unharmed. Do not say you did not believe it. We'll have 3 more and not worth laughing. Son of anthology.
On one occasion his friend Alberto Barrios, invited him to a stew in his estate located in La Canoa, when he arrived, they were putting the pot. He decided to go one time swimming the river, which gives the name of the town, to the Orinoco. Was a single pull and when he returned, we were taking the vegetables to stew. He took a descansadita lowered the boiling - cross fish, chicken and beef ribs - and jumped 3 basins supposedly to recover lost energy. Do not believe it. Read this: one day left for Margarita with her son Freddy the fat that weighed about 150 kilos, each carrying a large suitcase full and very heavy. They arrived at the ferry terminal in Puerto La Cruz and, Surprise! The ship had sailed. So made a decision and told his son not going to lose the trip. Freddy rode on the back, took a suitcase in each hand, went on foot and reached the ferry first Margarita. One can infer that made the tour of the bridge that gave Luis Herrera. The total is that Don Fabian, and those not thought of telling stories without being creased muscle of the face, serious and dignified. Genio to the grave.
In one of several gatherings that were in the service area of \u200b\u200bthe club, a group of friends talking about the wonders of the cliffs of Chimire. Econ. Gustavo Solé, then branch manager of Banco Mercantil in the city, said that in el área geográfica de esa espectacular, bella, linda y turística falla geológica, ubicada en la mesa de Guanipa, los turistas, visitantes e investigadores, siempre encontraban restos de caracoles, conchas de mariscos y una serie de restos marinos, lo que hacia presumir que en tiempos remotos, estos territorios formaban parte del lecho marino y que el mar se fue retirando hasta su lugar actual dónde fundaron Barcelona y Puerto La Cruz. Intervino Fabián y les dijo con sus proverbiales salidas jocosas, pero muy serio y gran convicción: yo creo que eso es verdad, porque en una oportunidad, estando chamito, mi papá me trajo a esta zona y si mal no recuerdo el ferry nos dejó en San Mateo. Agarren ese trompo en la uña to see if taratatea. He left with the clear eyes and no sight.
This character and his distinguished family, with friends mentioned in this humble flash part of the most beautiful passages in urban history, which recreated to remember with joy and love, seeking to strengthen the collective memory of our people and for our eminent researchers, historians and chroniclers, when they decide to write the true and authentic history of our locality, including the hard disk of our historical memory. Worth!
Fabián Sebastián González who was born on January 20, 1925, was originally from La Guardia - State Nueva Esparta and the son of a family of fishermen who were Mr. and Mrs. Jerome Anastasia Velasquez Gonzalez. Childhood and adolescence, devoted entirely to the work of the sea, when he won the majority, it revived the spirit of adventure which took hold when he received messages, in the fledgling town of El Tigre, took booming oil industry and had opportunity to work stable and well paid. He did not think 2 times, said goodbye to his wife and his son Olegario Salazar Freddy and came to try his luck. Came and stayed at the Hotel Manzanares, achieved employment in the Mene Grande Oil Company, soon after, he was assigned housing in San Tomé, he brought his family and the 5 years I moved to Field Office. There here to stay until he died on 11 July 2000. Fabian was an adopted son of El Tigre. Once stabilized
familiarly, with a steady job, well paid and stable, it was obvious the family grow, wasted no time and with the advent of Luis, Luisa, Ivan, Henry and Miriam completed a distinguished family that still today, after the death of Dona Olegario on 24 August 2001, contributing to the growth and development people and inhabit the same house where his parents came 52 years ago at Camp Office. Fabien worked with the oil industry 40 years old, retired, but still tied to it as a guard at the Club Office for 16 years. In 1996, he hung up the gloves. An honest man through and through, a tireless worker, great father, friend of friends and outputs very ingenious and celebrated. Hector Vasquez, Pedro Emilio (Pejas) Rojas Vargas, Alberto Barrios, Leonidas Rosario, Diego Suarez and Rigoberto Martinez, part of his most intimate circle of friends and those still living can give testimonies of what we say. Honor to whom honor is due.
The Office Country Club and was its founder, Don Fabián González left an indelible mark and is also part of its history as its neighbor and dear friend Rigoberto Martinez was the first tenant of the service area of \u200b\u200bthe social center which had, as head of government to Mr. Samuel Gonzalez, a popular old Grillo and him as caretaker from 4 pm. After delivering his guard at 3 pm in the Petroleum Industry, was set at the Club until it closed at 10 pm. Then the tenants were Mr. Antonio García and Alfredo Salazar who kept the team intact. In 1981, is elected President of the Club Mr. Manuel Loera, who is responsible for managing the transition to the new headquarters located in the center of the field, near the monument of a well Bureau, where he was born and El Tigre the premises for many years housed the first commissary. These facilities were demolished to make way for the building that today are owned and Country Club Headquarters Office.
At the time of opening of new facilities Henry, a son of Fabian was the tenant of the Club, Mr. Loero, asks the boy to stay, this does not accept the responsibility that entailed managing a social center of this size. The President of the Club and its management team, men of great sensitivity, dedication to service and spirit of solidarity, they decide not shut them out and appoints Henry Fabian guard officer and as head of maintenance, both dependent on the income administered Club policy. In recent years the situation changed, as now, the company PDVSA, absolved staff spent the direct administration and maintenance of Henry, they keep it as a watchman. All are staff and enjoy, thank God stability. Constancia, perseverance and responsibility are keys success.
Fabián González was a lover sport. Passion for baseball, carried anecdotes worthy of better cause. As good oriental was Magallanero until marrow to extreme confessed that Lions Caracas offered him a bono millionaire to sign with them rather accepted Non betraying Magallanes. Another: in Margarita, being very young participated in a game staged a open field his team in last inning and two outs, lost 19 to 0. Le touched at bat and first launch tucked a homer and the ball went so far as outfielders running after the ball, gave 20 returns to the box and the referee wisely and justly sang the victory for his team. The left on the ground. 20 to 19. Does not. Read this other story: in his teens, caught a 38-tajalí Mts. With the fish made a 58 bike stalls and the day that the premiere was full with passengers and when passed through El Espinal, collided with a donkey, the bike was destroyed, but thank God, all unharmed. Do not say you did not believe it. We'll have 3 more and not worth laughing. Son of anthology.
On one occasion his friend Alberto Barrios, invited him to a stew in his estate located in La Canoa, when he arrived, they were putting the pot. He decided to go one time swimming the river, which gives the name of the town, to the Orinoco. Was a single pull and when he returned, we were taking the vegetables to stew. He took a descansadita lowered the boiling - cross fish, chicken and beef ribs - and jumped 3 basins supposedly to recover lost energy. Do not believe it. Read this: one day left for Margarita with her son Freddy the fat that weighed about 150 kilos, each carrying a large suitcase full and very heavy. They arrived at the ferry terminal in Puerto La Cruz and, Surprise! The ship had sailed. So made a decision and told his son not going to lose the trip. Freddy rode on the back, took a suitcase in each hand, went on foot and reached the ferry first Margarita. One can infer that made the tour of the bridge that gave Luis Herrera. The total is that Don Fabian, and those not thought of telling stories without being creased muscle of the face, serious and dignified. Genio to the grave.
In one of several gatherings that were in the service area of \u200b\u200bthe club, a group of friends talking about the wonders of the cliffs of Chimire. Econ. Gustavo Solé, then branch manager of Banco Mercantil in the city, said that in el área geográfica de esa espectacular, bella, linda y turística falla geológica, ubicada en la mesa de Guanipa, los turistas, visitantes e investigadores, siempre encontraban restos de caracoles, conchas de mariscos y una serie de restos marinos, lo que hacia presumir que en tiempos remotos, estos territorios formaban parte del lecho marino y que el mar se fue retirando hasta su lugar actual dónde fundaron Barcelona y Puerto La Cruz. Intervino Fabián y les dijo con sus proverbiales salidas jocosas, pero muy serio y gran convicción: yo creo que eso es verdad, porque en una oportunidad, estando chamito, mi papá me trajo a esta zona y si mal no recuerdo el ferry nos dejó en San Mateo. Agarren ese trompo en la uña to see if taratatea. He left with the clear eyes and no sight.
This character and his distinguished family, with friends mentioned in this humble flash part of the most beautiful passages in urban history, which recreated to remember with joy and love, seeking to strengthen the collective memory of our people and for our eminent researchers, historians and chroniclers, when they decide to write the true and authentic history of our locality, including the hard disk of our historical memory. Worth!
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