Gee TT gee ee OT , —Tass photo Dolores Ibarruri, “‘La Pasionaria”, exiled from her native Spain for 38 years, has again taken her rightful ‘place i in the active political life of the country, addressing various meetings and rallies including a mass rally of 20,000 in the Basque city of Bilbao where the newly-legalized Communist Party of Spain opended its election drive. Here, with her daughter Amaia, she boards a plane in Moscow, — bound for Madrid. THE COMPLETE TRAVEL SERVICE We will professionally look after all your travel needs. We specialize in tickets, tours, passports, permits and reservations. Call us today— for prompt personalized service. GLOBE TOURS 2679 E. Hastings St., Vancouver, B.C. 253-1221 PACIFIC TRIBUNE—JUNE 3, 1977—Page 10 AND DANCE featuring ‘Bargain At Half The Price’ and SURREY CENTENNIAL ARTS CENTRE JUNE 11, 1977 - 8 P.M. Tickets $3. Reservations 596-9738 Chilean youth leader tells of arrest of her husband © Gladys Marin, exiled general secretary of the Young Communist League of Chile, has, for a year now, carried on the search for her husband who has been held in- communicado by his fascist jailers since his arrest last May. She told the story — as yet unfinished — of that search during a recent three- week tour of the U.S. My husband, Jorge Munoz, was arrested by DINA agents (the Chilean junta’s secret police) a year ago, on May 4. With him they arrested Mario Zamorano, Uhdar- ico Donaire, Jaime Donato and Elisa Escobar. DINA agents had staked out the house in Santiago where they were arrested, No. 1587 Conferencia Street, since April 30. A couple, Juan Becerra and Angelina Gutierrez, witnessed the arrest and the beating received by * my husband and his comrades at the hands of the DINA agents. Mario Zamorano, who was shot during the arrest, was taken, along with Jorge, to the Central Post Office. We learned later that Jorge had then been taken to the FACH (Chilean Air Force) hospital and rotated later through several concentration camps — from Villa Grimaldi to Tejas Verdes, to Colonia Dignidad, Bucalemu, Quillota, Monte Maraville, Colina andother concentration camps run by Pinochet. In spite of the evidence, in spite of testimony by Bishop Alvear, who was arrested on May Day 1976 at No. 5115 Alejandro Fierro Street, in the same area, Pinochet has issued orders to deny my husband’s arrest. Habeas corpus and criminal complaints -presented to the Chilean Supreme Court in Jorge’s behalf have been denied. Inquiries by several well known international figures have met the most cynical and cowardly an- swers: that “he has never been arrested,”’ that “those people don’t exist,’’ and that ‘‘people disappear everywhere in the world and the State is not responsible for an- swering for them.” Some of the people who have inquired about Jorge are Jorge Mario Eastman, attorney and a liberal member of the Colombian Parliament; Joa- quim Schwamborn of the Federal Republic of Germany; Susan Ag- nelli, deputy of the Italian Parliament; Gerard Stuby and Peter Becker, attorneys. The crassest cynicism was ex- pressed by Sergio Diez, ambassa- dor to the Chilean junta to the United Nations. In a _ reply presented in Geneva to the working ° group of the UN Human Rights Commission in August of last year, . ‘Flying Mountain’ Diez declared that Mario Zamor- ano and Jorge Munoz had left Chile on May 12, for Argentina, via the city of Pudahuel, on May 12. We, the wives, mothers, sisters and fiancees of the Chilean political prisoners who have disappeared, know they are somewhere in Chile. They are among the 2,500 political prisoners who have vanished. They will never submit, no matter how brutal their captivity, no matter what tortures they ex- perience. We are proud of their courage and dignity. We are the comrades of brave patriots, with an ideology that makes us indestructible. The political prisoners who have disappeared are human beings who have struggled for an ideal of which they are proud and which has filled their lives with hap- piness. They are patriots who, during the three years of fascism in Chile, have never doubted the victory of the people. : On November 7, 1973, when I asked for political asylum in the Dutch embassy in Santiago, my husband Jorge sent me a letter saying: ‘‘We have to risk everything for Man’s happiness, to succeed through tenacity and intelligence, in the face of death (as Lenin would say), to do what Neruda said of Lautaro, that ‘he tamed his blood until he was ‘deserving of his people.’ And Jorge added: ‘‘Nothing can discourage us, we are indivisible, courageous, we carry bells in our hearts.’ ”’ On June 18, 1974, just before I left Chile, I received a letter in which he spoke to me of our love for our homeland, for nature, for our Communist Party. He said: ‘‘You and I are part of a mountain range of men, women and youth that extends from North to South. It is imposing, it is a watchtower, a point of reference for many and almost immortal. Man’s soul is embossed in lakes, ridges and precipices. Some who do not understand things too clearly have souls like small islands — something chaotic in their insides. There are others who have a structure of social and moral values, they have a mountain range in their souls. That’s whom we belong to.” That is how Jorge spoke to me 2nd PRIZE: 3rd PRIZE Time is running out for the 1977 TRIBUNE CONTEST GET YOUR TICKETS NOW! 12 contest tickets for $15, available at Tribune office or from your local Tribune agent! WIN A 1977 HONDA CIVIC! a 2 weeks vacation for 2 in CUBA All expenses paid — or choose $1000 cash. From GLOBE TOURS, 2679 E. Hastings St., Vancouver. $300 Food Purchase from the store of your choice! Contest ends: Pacific Tribune Victory Banquet Sat., June 25, 1977 — 7 p.m. QUEENS PARK ARENEX New Westminster, B.C. Winner must answer skill testing question GLADYS MARIN beforehis arrest. I know that today he would tell me the same thing: AndI know that wherever he is, he | feels bells in his heart and his pride | of being a Communist has: grown. That is why I want now to tell my friends, my comrades, my sisters in the struggle, all of those Chilean | women whose relatives havé disappeared, that we are going to win, that we will find them, that we | will never lose hope. I want to share with you a poem that Jorge sent me on February 6, 1974. It is by Konstantin Simonov andit is called ‘‘Wait for me.” The third verse says: “Wait for me and I’ll return, Spiting death and hate. Let the.ones who did not yearn | Say, I’m saved by fate. They don’t know, they cannot tell How your faith so sure Saved me from that fiery hell, Led me back once more. Why I lived and did not fall, We two know that best — Waiting, you had faith, that’s all, . Stronger than the rest.” Yes, we wait with happiness, — with optimism, with confidence. 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