Pablo’s mug shot.

With my sons, Jose Roberto (left) and Nicholas, in a photo taken at the maximum security Itagui Prison in 1994.

Proposing a toast, sometime in the mid-1980s.

Pablo at his happiest, speaking to the people during a political campaign.

Unlike other politicians, when Pablo gave his word to the people, he kept it: He always brought in his people to supply or build exactly what he’d promised.

Pablo with some of our cousins.

At the clinic for Christmas 1996, we made these candles by hand, to be given away to the poor; this helped me earn time off my sentence.

Pablo during the good times, riding a watercraft on Peñol Lake in 1986.

Our sister Marina at a costume party.

Pablo’s many good deeds have not been forgotten in my country. This town organized a parade to show its appreciation fora new soccer stadium.

At my daughter Laura’s First Communion, with my mother (left) and my brother-in-law and sister Marina.

Pablo fought against Colombia’s policy of bowing to the United States and allowing drug cartel leaders to be extradited to America for trial. Here he is at a protest rally.

Pablo was never afraid to speak to reporters—in fact he died because he was answering questions for a German magazine. Here he is in 1984, while serving in congress, giving a TV interview.

A family picture taken inside the Cathedral in 1992; I am hugging my daughter Laura. We never wore any prison uniforms, just our regular clothes.

Pablo at the Cathedral in 1992, with his son, Juan Pablo, and our sister Gloria.

Although the government and our enemies were looking hard for us, Pablo threw a twelfth birthday party for his son, Juan Pablo (left), at Napoles in 1989. He is seen holding his daughter, Manuela, and our mother.

Me and Pablo’s wife, María Victoria, in 1987. It’s difficult to believe the good life we could still lead while the government hunted us.

At a gathering in 1986. The man with the mustache is our cousin Gustavo, who started the entire business with Pablo and ran it alongside him.

Tito Domínguez with his famous pet mountain lion, T.C., for “Top Cat.”

With the trophy I won for the mountain segment of the 1966 Colombian Mountain Tour.

In this 1965 race, I’m running second to my friend Jose Momeñe.

Here I am as a seventeen-year-old in 1965, working on a bike with world champion Martin Cochise Rodriguez.

At the finish line of the 1967 Halaixt Colombian Tour.

Pablo probably contributed to the construction of more than800 soccer fields, including equipment and lights. This is at the dedication of a field in La Paz.

As I look today.