1975: The Atlantic Is Mine. History In The Making.
King Hassan Of Morocco Announced The Green March From The Royal Palace In The Imperial Marrakesh. Home Of The Saadian Dynasty.
Hundreds Of Thousands Of Moroccans took buses, trucks, trains to the Imperial Marrakesh and then on to Agadir. The Majestic Atlantic.
King Hassan The Alaouite Then Gave His Blessings. The Green March Is A Go. History In The Making As The Moroccans
continued on the coastal road to Tarfaya and Then On To Our Sahara. Always Has Been. We Are The Atlantic.
Hassan II King Of Morocco understood that the Karaghila will try something. And so he was ready.
While the Moroccan civilians were heading toward the Sahara in trucks, trains, buses, the
Moroccan
Army was dispatched to go southeast looking for the Karaghila.
They were a no show .... Cowards ....
I went to
Goulmima. Southeast. Not to confuse with
Guelmim. It was a spring vacation
and my dad has just bought a new car and so we went to visit Uncle Kader.
We stayed with him in an army base.
The Front Lines. We always had an escort when
we went to play in the sand dunes.
Saint John. His Sisters And The Cousins.
Comes Nighttime Nobody In. Nobody Out. No Lights.
All The Windows Were Painted Black.
The Polikhara Could Show Up At Any Given Moment.
Uncle Kader Was Present When The First Moroccan Flag Went Up And The Spanish Flag Went Down.
It Was On TV. My Dad To Me: "Look Saint John. Your Uncle Kader."
When I told the story to Uncle Kader, a couple of years before he passed away in
Agadir.
He smiled and then he said. "
You remember that son?"