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I started down hill from there from visiting
bars and drinking a lot. I decided that I could never love anyone
again. I met a woman in Mexico named Beba, which means baby in English.
I started talking with her but nothing serious. I decided when I
got back home I was going to get a divorce with Tiffany. We filed
the divorce papers may, 1994. It was after that I kept traveling
extensively both to China and Mexico. The divorce was final in June,
1995 it only took one month I decided that I wanted to marry again
to Beba in Mexico I had been seeing. I have always had a little
voice that usually whispers in my ear and sometimes I listen. This
time it was screaming don't do it. The parents and family pushed
me. I analyzed everything and decide it was the best choice. Beba
was a catholic and very religious. I guess I should have studied
up on my Catholics a little better first. Any way we got married
and even had one son a year later.
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